A Shake from a Shorebird at the Sheashore

I dropped off my girlfriend, condo-mate, life partner, sweetheart,  wife at the St. Petersburg airport this afternoon for her return trip to Michigan. She's going to work for a few weeks, then come back.

I tried to stay with this pack of gulls and terns until they started bathing at sunset, but couldn't make it.

I ended up at the fish market, where I got cornered (for 30 minutes) by an intoxicated fisherman who wanted to instruct me where the best shots were, and who wanted to impart to me the secrets of life. Oh boy.

https://www.flickr.com/photos/76781400@N06/albums/72157680096925376  By the time I pulled away...I almost missed the sunset. Have a look.