Followed by Fish

Sometimes when I walk close to the shore at Evergreen Island the fish follow me.

Stalked along shore

When I stop to look at them, they stop and look at me.

It makes me think they were raised at a fishfarm and expect me to throw food at them.

I wonder if they stalk fishermen, too?

I mean really. Look at that face!

Feed me

Habituated to humans.

FLOW

The Food of Italy

Everything was fresh and delicious. None of us ever got sick from things we ate during the entire trip.

Cappuccino!

I wish this pescare was in focus. This was set before the man sitting beside me at a group diner. I was thankful that I did not order the fish since it seemed that it had been caught and battered without a cleaning. He said it was delicious. I tried to ignore the eyes on the plate next to mine.

FLOW