Finally! A break in the unseasonably cold and windy weather that has been bothering those of us so spoiled by a more typical winter in subtropical and tropical areas of Florida. I met a friend for a long walk on the beach this morning and only wore one sweatshirt instead of the three I have been piling on. It was cloudy and just a bit sprinkly, but it was so good not to be fighting against the wind. The air was warm.
The beach we usually go to is classified as a rural beach. The land behind the back shore is undeveloped and left in its natural state, which is pretty special. You never really know what you are going to see as you walk along, but we sure didn't expect to see four baby pigs trotting over the dunes and onto the beach. There they were--two black and two brown baby pigs, with one definitely the runt--so adorable. Their noses were covered in sand. They went down to the water, but soon realized that wasn't going to relieve their thirst. There was no evidence of a mother so we worry about what might happen to them. We have been trying to contact some one from the park service.