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Jennette’s Pier Part 2…. and some fish whispering.

 

By the time we reached the end of the pier and turned around? We were walking icicles from the frigid wind…

 

 

And I think the husband was starting to rethink this whole marriage thing.

 

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I kept telling him it was a beautiful, brisk, clear day….

 

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And he kept stifling his impulse to heave me over the side.

 

 

Yes, like that.

 

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Heading back to the building we followed red memorial fish…

 

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Agreed wholeheartedly with a turtle….

 

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And discovered there was a miniature aquarium inside.

 

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Fish are wonderful.

 

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And sometimes wonderfully strange.

 

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I always wonder what the heck they’re thinking.

 

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Here’s my husband, the Fish Whisperer, having a moment.

 

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It’s odd. He sidles up next to a tank and they flock to him….

 

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Which allows me to get some fun shots.

 

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Is it me…

 

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Or is that an awfully small head for such a large body?

 

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Interspecies communing over, I thought about trying to get the husband to walk the beach with me…

 

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But I was envisioning another wife with a bad idea buried under that mound of sand and called it good.