So many joyful women without men...hmm. It took me a while to remember it was hunting season and while all the macho men are chasing defenseless animals with high-powered rifles, their "better halves" go to the beach. It's a tradition.
Saturday night's sunset was especially dramatic and a crowd had gathered at the wayside, mostly ladies carrying cameras and beverages in plastic cups. As they watched and toasted the end of a beautiful day, the setting sun saluted back by making itself into a martini glass. Mother Nature loves a good party.
It's Ladies Night, Oh, What a Night!