This is a man known around here as Frank the Baker. We met him and his wife at Mass last time we were here and he told us an amazing story about how his fishing boat capsized several miles off shore and he and another man were rescued after several days clinging to the overturned boat. Another one or two (I can't remember all of the details) didn't survive. He was head of the bakery department at several Publix grocery stores and started baking on his own after he retired. He sells his wonderful pastries and bread at a local farmer's market on Saturdays. I enjoy listening to his many stories and I really enjoy eating his pastries.
On Tuesday night we went to Mass to celebrate the feast day of Our Lady of Guadalupe. We started in the parking lot with a procession into church across this beautiful sand painting on the sidewalk.
After Mass there was a celebration in the parish hall with much singing and dancing and food.
Our favorite was the Dance of the Old Men. Young kids were dressed as old men with masks and walking sticks and danced like old men. They really made it realistic.
This is one of the plants here, even the leaves have thorns.
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