Young woman and man in their late thirties. Woman is dressed in pink t-shirt, jeans, jacket tied around her shoulders and sneakers. Man is dressed in khaki shorts, black t-shirt and brown sandals.
"How are you doing there in those sandals?"
Tide is up so high, it's filling up the marsh in the front yard by the dock and inches from the top of the wooden walkway leading to the dock. Wind is brisk. Air is getting nippy. Boat is swaying back and forth as the rush of water comes in forcibly from the one lone boat going by. The egrets have found higher ground and nowhere to be seen, and the only sound you hear are the crickets in the grasses below and the waves knocking against the marsh shoreline.
It's a beautiful day. It's Friday, the beginning of the weekend, and not a tourist to be seen. All the condos are empty which makes it really nice to walk the dogs and not be stared at. I didn't want summer to end, but maybe this isn't going to be so bad after all.