Tonight Sherry and I went for a little walk. A couple circles around this small park. It is the dustiest I have ever seen it. Down by the dock we watched a turtle swim for a little until it realized someone was there, and headed for parts unknown.
Just about 50 yards something small and black ran thru the leaves under a big Magnolia tree and we could not make out what it was. I figured it was a Mountain Lion, Panther or a killer Black Bear. That gets a good snuggle from my girl. HA! (I wasn’t about to say squirrel) I did get some smooching back in the woods.
We are facing some personal decisions and walking is our time to talk. Nothing earth shaking, no personal physical problems, just a couple family things that may need some attention. Walking helps us to make some good decisions.
(The year I took these pictures I counted a truck like this every 15 seconds for a long period of time, going to Tropi-cana.)
Oh, my son is putting his ‘92 Z-28 up for sale. It is a convertible. I think Sherry and I would look snazzy in it. hahahahaha.
But 92 is a little new for my taste. But then it may trade for an MG who knows?
We haven’t had a campfire in a while, I think tomorrow may be the time. Of course it is eally warm, Orlando just broke a record, 85 down there.
Ahhhhh, Florida citrus is in. Tangelo’s, Navels, Hamlin's and Honey bells. If you squeeze an equal number, you get a GREAT juice. MMMMM good. Where we get them they are $6 and $6.50 for a half bushel. We have picked our own cheap before, once for $1 a bushel.
Before Dick and Kat died, and we traveled together, Dick could find the best fields for veggies. 5 gals of tomatoes for $4, 5 gal of bell peppers for $3, and strawberries $.25 a quart. (Plus all you can eat as you pick). We don’t do that now, we aren’t close to the veggies anymore.
But that is beautiful Florida at Christmas time. I was telling Sherry I remember when we drove down on a vacation a long time ago and I said, “I would love to live here one day.”
Thanks for coming by the log,
Laughing at our mistakes can lengthen our own life. Laughing at someone else’s can shorten it.
RED 1961 Corvair for Christmas….. We had a white one like this in Cuba.