When I first spotted Melvin on the beach I groaned. I had been feeling so smug that Don and I had snagged the early boat to Flamingo Island and had all the flamingos to ourselves before the lazy tourists arrived. But when Melvin came closer with his wheelbarrow and rake, I couldn't help but greet the happy looking guy. |
Melvin did more than tend to the sand. He handled the flamingos. I told him that my husband was having a bit of a hard time with one flamingo. I explained, "It's the one with the gauze wrapped around his neck. He seems to be lurking over him." Melvin shook his head, "Oh I need to fix that. He keeps trying to take it off. Those flamingos can really go after each other. I have to try to keep them from messing with their wounds." Then he chuckled and pointed to where Don was sitting. "The flamingos won't leave you alone if you sit under that palapa!" |
But Melvin gave me 2 thumbs up and told me he did appreciate his job!
That made me feel a little less guilty when I returned to my lounge chair and stared out at the turquoise water, as you worked. It made me happy to see someone who enjoyed his work!