Cold town in a cold state

I drove out to Seaside with my mother yesterday. It's a five hour drive, and I mostly amused myself by counting cows and browsing the web on my phone, thus proving that I am a casualty of the 21st century (what did we do before we had internet on our phones? Probably died of boredom.) On the drive, we watched the temperature plummet on the car thermometer. for a while it got up to a brisk fifty degrees, but then it was 48... and then 45... and then 43... and I think it was in the high thirties when we finally rolled into town around five-thirty in the afternoon. I had to pinch myself to remind me that this is Florida.

The view from the back porch last night:




(Beach pavilion thingy at the end of the row of cottages.)

The weather is cold, but also really crisp and clear and perfect for taking photos, so I'll be sure to snap some more. Seaside is a fun, funky little beach town that is absolutely packed in summer but kind of dies in the off season. (Can you tell I love it?)

-Leez.