thirty to thirty
This weekend, I needed to run to WalMart to buy a lamp so that my humble room would have light to read by. As I approached their establishment, I found myself incapable of stopping, and instead kept driving. I just kept going until I hit a beach and its accompanying mangrove swamp. Walking amidst the wind-swept mangroves, I found peace for a little while. That, and I chased these poor things all over the park trying to get one or two good shots.