WordPress is redoing the way they handle photos so I have no control over the placement tonight. Sorry.
Rarely do I feel like I am back “home” when I come to Florida. But being out in rural north Florida with the palmettos, ferns, Spanish moss… and the old-Florida peace and quiet… stirred long-dormant memories today, and I finally experienced a strong sense of being home again.
This campground is just beautiful. This morning a few of the rigs on the lakeside moved out and we could have grabbed one of them. But I just love the way our site is situated, so was very content to stay here.
Ron drove to Live Oak to pick up our mail from Mom’s today and then he did some shopping. So I got to pretend I was solo camping for a few hours! What a lovely, peaceful interlude it was!
- Since Gail converted her cargo van to a camper van, I have been fascinated by van dwellers. We have one in the water only section of the campground. I would love to strike up a conversation with him or her.
- I took a photo of his or her rig, but won’t post it since I didn’t get permission.
- This evening I heard a loud rustling in the brush out in front of our site. I got a flashlight, then spotted the small possum who was making all the fuss. He took off before I could grab my camera!