We agreed that since we already have several bags of yard waste and dock pieces ready for the next trash day, we would take today off. We went to a local flea market, then 10 miles further down the road to the "Market of Marion Flea Market and Farmer's Market". It's a big one, advertising over 1,100 booths of stuff. A lot of it was cheap stuff that, as we say, fell off a truck: perfume, rugs, sunglasses, etc. But they also had a lot of good ol' flea market junk, which is what we prefer. I got some paperback books and Randy bought some vegetables. A few booths offered samples, such as boiled peanuts, a Southern staple. I just can't get into these, but they seem popular here.
Later at home, just before dusk, Randy went fishing off our dock and, just like yesterday, quickly caught a nice big fish! He looks like he's deciding how to cook it! "A couple of fillets, sautéd in butter...."