Paradise found

One week after our move to Siesta Key we have determined this is our ideal location. The bike riding is superb along Midnight Pass Road, and while I go 6 miles to the bridge and back - De Anne (naturally) covers the entire island, about 20 to 25 miles depending on the route. While I relax she drops her kayak into Midnight Pass, conveniently located in our back yard. She heads out into Little Sarasota Bay or just meanders through the mangrove channels south of us.

For the past 20 years on Sundays at sunset an ever-changing group gathers on Siesta Beach to beat their drums. We rode the free trolley up to the beach, packing our chairs and necessary fluids.

The crowd grew, dancing (sort of) began along with other games and I was thoroughly enjoying the ladies dancing when De Anne announced departure time was nigh. I was surprised. Usually I am the first to give up. Asking why (on the way to the the trolley stop) she explained it was hard on her ears. She was an accomplished violinist once and played in the Philharmonic orchestra. An hour of amateur drum beating was all her musically trained ears could handle.

The healing pyramid in the center of the circle. That's my best guess.

She did several costume changes:

Here is a young woman who has obviously used a hula hoop before (be gentle with film criticism - it's my first phone video):

Closer to home is Turtle Beach which may lack some of the beauty of Siesta Beach a few miles up the Key but is quite adequate for De Anne's beach walk needs and benefits from proximity.