If you’ve seen some recent posts of mine, you might suspect I’ve been having a peculiar time in the Bahamas. I have the unique skill set of being able to turn a stretch of time on this lovely island into a cage of sorts. Nonetheless, this image above shows where Alice and I went snorkeling this morning.
The water was sharply clear. We saw a lovely school of blue tang romping about a big chunk of coral. (They were tangy, indeed.) I appreciated the moments we were there, and that’s what I need to keep uppermost in mind. Appreciating the tangy moments. I’m still working on appreciating those with less tang, but there’s progress there too.
Thus, with gratitude, Happy Thanksgiving to all.
And a lovely Turkey Day to you too, Tom.
Reminded here to appreciate my tangy moments too.
Happy Thanksgiving, Tom!
Do you mean the tang that went with the astronauts when they first went into space…are you that old :-)?
Jodi, back at you with gravy!
Apple Annie, may all your Thanksgiving apples have cinnamon (and your pies too).
Sister, I won’t dignify that rancorous comment with a reply. (But do remember who preceded whom in the Bentley pecking order.)
I’ve seen that exact spot on Corona commercials.
But then, I don’t see many gin commercials.
Yeah, the Corona thing for sure, but you really don’t want to see me in a bikini.
I don’t even want to be aware that anyone has even thought of saying such a thing.
Maybe if it was an itty-bitty-teeny-tiny-polka dot bikini. Hope Turkey day was liquidly inspiring. I had Jack Daniels and toasted you. I bought you a bottle too, only to be informed I can’t mail alcohol through the USPS. Sucks. So I sent a card instead. Happy happy….
Becky, good to hear your Day of Turkness was satisfying. I will shred your card, ferment it, and have it on the rocks.