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Gulfport, Again

Gulfport Florida is one of my favorite places. It is right next to Shawshank, it is a small town nestled next to a big one, it is an art-crazy place, and has a pier that is pretty decent too. I go here often, and have posted many times from the great walkway out in the Gulf.
This was a wild place during Tropical Storm Debby.



Once again, I have Amy's super-duper camera in hand which allowed me the opportunity to take pics I wouldn't normally be able to take.  By the way, it was not a T3, it was a Canon Rebel Eos XS.   


O'Maddy's is an open bar-restaurant next to the Pier which is quite popular.  Neighbor Tim and Carrie from BFE have been here. 


A shot looking toward the setting sun.  


Many people make their boats permanent residences.  They drape tarps around their decks to keep the cold winter breezes bearable.  


Just a Gulfport couple sitting on the Pier reading.


Is this Captain Jack's ship that ran aground on the Gulfport beach during Tropical Storm Debby?  The boat was being fined each day by the village and it ended up being totaled and dragged somewhere.  This just might be that boat.  


About that time this bird flew up on the railing.  The next few shots convinced me that someday I'd have to have a good camera.  Just notice my superhuman ability to capture this egret.  


Some people make great Moms.  Others are good water superintendents and paint techs.  


Still others are good and making firetrucks or shooting bows and arrows.  


Some are even great at cleaning out fertilizer tanks and supervising line workers at Blick.


But me?  I'm an artist.


I'm sending my portfolio to National Geographic in hopes they can use my talent.  I hope I can return the favor, after all they provided me with so many African breasts growing up.  


Yes, I'm looking at you.



That's Amy in the foreground, and Patti on the far left with the current Mrs. Blythe next to her.  Patti is deathly afraid of birds for some reason.  She hates them like Brendan hates sharks.  So you can imagine her strength of character to continue walking next to this magnificent creature.




Another shot of a well bundled-up boat. 



Or is this Captain Jack's boat?


Reading signs stating "Beware of camera thieves." Amy got her camera back, but not without a tussle.  






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