The Remains of the Day Before

If you were here last year, you may know that I like the idea of Gasparilla more than the actual event.  So I collected abandoned pirate booty as I strolled down Bayshore Boulevard Sunday morning, the day after Saturday’s annual Gasparilla parade.  The fuzzy, smiling object is a baby’s rattle – imagine how manly Finding Tampa looked strolling around south Tampa with that.  I surely would not have frightened off any pirates.