Curry Hammock and the case of Yorick

When you were a kid did you ever open a coconut with one of your grandparents?  Well, I did and ever since for some reason I’m drawn to coconuts.  Little did we know that Curry Hammock State Park was right down the causeway from Grassy Key where Bessie and her cold refrigerator now sit.  We ventured into the park and were met with some very nice natural beauty like this:

And this:

And then I saw him:

I can never pass up an opportunity to contemplate a coconut.  Trouble was, we were leaving shortly for Key West and I wouldn’t have time for dissection.  Yorick would have to wait, happily, in the trunk of the Mini as we ambled along highway 1.

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