Bridge Street Pier at Bradenton Beach

On a whim I decide to check out this tourist haven I’ve missed on previous trips. Weary from too much sun and a rock-hard motel bed, I fortify myself with a frozen banana from Joe’s Eats ‘n Sweets, then progress down a row of gaudy little shops to the pier.

Turning a boardwalked corner I’m stopped in my tracks by the scene before me. A dozen or so naked sailboats sit randomly in the harbor, their crisp lines stark against bluest blue sky and whitest white clouds.

The fishermen and women patiently nursing their lines from the pier don’t seem to notice the magic. To them, it’s just another day in Paradise.

sailboat 1


About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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