A Fish Shack, Rising Tides and Brick Streets

Here are some random photos from last week taken as I was cruising around. The thick seaweed was everywhere at the Anclote River boat ramp, I didn’t eat at that fish shack and the brick road is near where I lived in the 1990’s where I lost a brand new Pontiac Bonneville and too many belongings to that big storm of 1993 as it was called. Not a hurricane, just a big shitty storm that flooded my neighborhood and many others.