Red Tide: How to Diagnose, How to Protect Yourself, and Who to Report To

We all remember our first time—at least I do. My heart pounded. I was short of breath. My throat hurt. I even had a few tears tugging at the corners of my eyes. The air was heavy and had a pungent smell that seemed to hang over the moment. Waves from some long forgotten hurricane pounded the shoreline an as I looked to the horizon ready to plunge in to the warm salty water of my first true love, I noticed a frothy red sheen veering the surface of the ocean. My first sight of red tide, where did you think I was taking this, this is a family publication, was one I was not soon to forget.  [url=]Read the Rest[/url]