|One last drive across the bay with Robin, coming back from Alabama.|
|It's a beautiful road along the coast but I was ready to pull over when I saw this nice little rest area amongst the cottages.|
|There was no one around, not even a mouse.|
|This might have been the most weird tableau.|
|This came a close second.|
|Christmas, meet Mexico Beach, Florida.|
|A place across the street.|
|No, it's not tiny but I really like this house.|
|I sort of felt like I was home, but on some sort of brain spinner drug.|
|I'm not sure why he looks so worried. Maybe because there were very, very few tourists?|
|Beauty on the bay|
|I've never seen a working boat with two names but apparently Rodney and Candy are strong partners.|
|I disturbed birds. Again.|
|Need I say anything? I think not|
|A boaty tree|
|If you look closely, this was once a 'coin operated laundry'|
|This place was full of old and new. I almost passed it by because it looked like it was full of new things I've seen (and ordered) a few hundred times. But there was more.|
|Across the street, before I went inside, was this place.|
|I love this boat. It wouldn't fit in the Turtle though.|
|Hey, Jonny! Lots of this fencing for you!|
Time to head for St. George Island State Park. I hadn't really read a lot about this, thinking I was going to Panama City for the night to be with friends. But, from hardly any traffic, suddenly it was crazy traffic and I couldn't get to the road where a turn was needed. By the time I got myself back where I should be, I was past Panama City, had a traffic headache and decided to keep on going. What a surprise!
Leaving Apalachicola on 98 takes you over a l o n g causeway and fixed bridge. Suddenly the GPS was working again. Turn here, turn turn. I turned onto a perfectly asphalted road through a neighborhood of huge homes on the water and had no idea where I was going. Turn here, turn turn. I turned. And gasped. A causeway and bridge stretched out over the water as far as I could see. With nothing but water on either side. A few thousand things went through my mind - the joke we make about a bridge to the states, a dream I've had most of my life where my vehicle turns into a bicycle turns into a skateboard and then the bridge ending in the middle of the sea. This was that bridge.
I kept driving. Oh! Land ho!
|Mostly holiday homes and another long road.|
|Out of all the rangers I've dealt with, this guy turned out to be kind of a jerk, a huge exception to the kindness, funniness and helpfulness of every other ranger. It all worked out but this guy needs another line of work.|
|The first bird I saw. I know cardinals aren't a big deal to many, but when you haven't seen one for many years, they are very special.|
|My first walk, to the bay side. The land is about five miles away.|
|This was sitting on the table.|
|It was late in the afternoon when I got there so I hung around for sunset. Well worth the cold wait.|
|Another great fire pit.|
|More info on tree tapping for turpentine.|
|What a great boat home!|
|I didn't see any gators.|
|This is either a really old bird or just very content. It was there when I headed for the Gulf side and there when I got back.|
|The campground is four miles from the ranger station, down this road through dunes.|
|Heading to the Gulf|
|Wish I'd found one of these clams to try!|
|Birds know how to find them.|
Back on the bay side later that afternoon.
|I watched this one for maybe half an hour. For once, I didn't interrupt a meal in progress.|
|I can't even remember the last time I saw a horseshoe crab. As a child growing up on the east coast of Florida, ocean on one side and Intercoastal on the other, we saw them often. Prehistoric looking but alive. Unlike this one.|
|Too bad this wasn't prime time sea glass. I left it for a few more sandings of time.|
|She hopped right up to pose for me|
|I'm pretty sure this is a mockingbird. What a face!|
|Another cardinal brightening the world.|
|I'm not sure what is going on with me and these birds. Maybe they are my totem bird?|
|Another cardinal. Must be cardinal time.|
|The back of my site.|
|Though I'd not been gone long, trees had changed with the weather.|
|The path I didn't walk down the first time had dried up enough for this time.|
|I was wondering if I'd see deer when this sweetie appeared, sticking out her tongue. If that's not the Universe saying ha-ha! I don't know what is.|
|She stayed awhile and then strolled into the brush|
|I don't know why this tree stump captivates me, but it does|
|I never did see the raccoon|
|Sunset on the river|
|Before I left, one more walk to the river. I swear there was a slight sheen of ice.|
There was still one more magic moment, though I didn't know it yet. I'd seen no more white squirrels this time, in fact, hardly any brown ones either. I figured like all smart creatures they were someplace staying warm.
And then, as I was almost at the ranger station, there she was. A white deer. Her head was mostly brown but her body was all white. My camera was in back so I could only grab my cell phone and by now she was heading into the brush. Can you see her?
A ranger I'd not seen before was standing outside the station. 'I saw a white deer!!' I called out. She grinned. 'Oh, you got to see her!' 'Ok, she's real, then, a white deer?' I asked. Yes, she's real and she's been seen various places around the area. A good omen. I was on my way.
Have a see what you see Saturday! Do something allowing the splendid.
p.s. Forgive any glaring errors, I'm going to stand in the sun instead of editing!