Friday, January 18, 2013

So many...


... languages, so many colors, so many shapes, so many sizes, so many different ways expressing one’s uniqueness.  And then there are the people…

As a wildlife report we’ve seen Ospreys, a Bald Eagle, a Great Horned Owl, Shore Birds of all shapes and sizes, tiny lizards, and raccoons.  Did I tell you about the campground raccoons?  I don’t know what they do at night but they sure are noisy.  It sounds like they are taking down trees.  I just happy they are not beaver.  Oh, and a couple o days ago we saw a Florida Red Fox.  Unfortunately it was dead in the road.  Jerry wanted to get a better look at it so…You know you’re from KY when…A couple of U turns later Jerry was moving it onto the side of the road.

Yesterday, Monday I think, was spent with a morning bike ride around and through the park.  It is really a wonderful place, clean, scenic, and a lot of water.  The afternoon we took a drive through the surrounding cities.  It was like most beach towns I have seen.  Condo after condo, gift shop after gift shop, restaurants, all kinds of places to spend money.  It was an activity that we could have done without.

Today, Tuesday, I think, started out with a sunrise at East Beach, followed by a breakfast of eggs and sausage at North beach, followed by some reading time on the beach, followed by a bike ride for Jerry and laundry time for me.  It’s all good.

We took a few minutes to plan our next night as we will probably be leaving F t. DeSoto tomorrow, Wednesday I think (1/15).


1/16

Pulled out of DeSoto after another sunrise on the beach.  Went in to St. Petersburg to the Salvador Dali Museum.  It was  strange, wonderful, unique, scary, profound.  What a strange guy he must have been and such an artist!  He is one topic I want to pursue when I get home.

We left St. Pete and headed south.  It is always a little tense when you don’t know where you’re going to stay that night.  There is that freedom involved but the sense of security is lost.  I can’t begin to imagine what it is like to be homeless.  We were headed for Collier-Seminal State Park.  We had stayed at the museum longer that we had expected.  We arrived at the park about 20 minutes before the ranger was leaving.  The tent camping part of the park was full.  There were only a few sites open amid all the giant RVs.  Park Ranger explained that they filled up early because of the holiday.  Jerry and I just looked at each other – holiday?  We’re lucky we know what month it is.  But now we know Monday is MLK Day.  We found a teeny-tiny site just big enough for our little tent – don’t know of any size RV that would have it in there.  Got through the night – up early and back on the road headed for the Everglades.

 

1/17

After a long day of driving and road construction we made our way to Flamingo, FL.-  the very most southern point of the Everglades.  During the next couple of days we’ll explore the area.  We reserved the site for 4 nights because of the holiday.  The area seems to be highly agricultural.  Fruit, vegetable and plant stands everywhere.  Made me a little home sick or Genesis Farm.  There are a couple o wineries down the road.  Perhaps tomorrow….   

We’ve been gone for a week now.  Anyone who might be reading this now has the obligation to remind me when I get old(er) and crabby (ier) of the many wonderful opportunities I have had and the fact that I have so much to be thankful for.

I’m typing this in the car because the wind is blowing so very hard at the moment.  Here’s hoping our A frame makes it through the night.  Taking in a ranger talk in a few minutes on the migration of birds in this area. 

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