We have been working on Leslianna’s compound, so to reward us she cooked up a few lobsters.

We stopped at the local lobster market, and one of the workers was happy to show us some rare blue lobsters that one of the boats had brought in. I asked him if he ever ate one and he replied, “I don’t eat them…at all!”

Just a short walk from the lobster shack was a beautiful small bay with fog that had begun to roll in.

We are truly both enjoying the scenery and the cooler weather.

See you next time.