By the end of the day I’m wiped. The work is by no means strenuous, but dang, is it HOT. The sun sucks every little ounce of energy out of me and when the whistle blows all I want is foodshowerbed. Or showerfoodbed. Either way. But how can I complain with a view like this?

Straight ahead:

To the left:

To the right:

On Saturday, I crewed for dad on the Dolphin Watch Nature Cruise.

I’ll admit, the first couple days I felt a little disoriented. I missed my house, and my room, and my Frit, and my life. I still feel like I’m getting my bearings but I can feel myself falling into a more regular pace. And it really is a paradise here. This piece of Earth is good for me.