So, there are these the beaches, see.....
where you can often find a variety of shells, including the elusive sand-dollar,
or to the marina, serving icy Cosmos,
that after you drink
and burn your retinas on the daily glowing sunset.
(Disclaimer: Scott and I try to get over to Miami/South Beach for a quick overnight and a taste of solidly good food, sophistication, and culture. Didn't happen this year but what Marco lacks in the former, it more than makes up for in natural beauty, peace, and quiet.)