Florida was great! I
sent home a short entry for last Tuesday, but Ellen couldn’t figure out how to
post it, so . . .
It is wonderful to get out of
the car at an airline terminal in two degree weather, go inside and go on an
airplane ride for three and a half hours, and walk out of another terminal into
seventy-five degree weather. America is a
great country, smart enough to get its empire all in one place instead of
spread out in bits all over the world, so it's a short trip to whatever climate you want. Fort Meyers
set two high-temperature records the four days I was down there. I got the start of my summer tan sitting
outside my niece and nephew’s house and walking the beach on Sanibel
Island collecting shells.
My niece and nephew were wonderful hosts, I had a relaxing and
interesting and comfortable time.
Sometimes even a brief break can restore a person’s soul, I don’t think
I realized how much I needed that break.
Joe and Reggie have a charming little house, a friendly rescue cat that’s
part lynx (!) and a very friendly dog of a breed I’d never heard of before:
black-mouthed cur. I though “cur” was a
slur word, but here’s a middle-size short hair tan dog with big black patches
over each eye with that word a part of her breed name. She greeted me at the door with wagging tail
and came often to rest her head on my knee to ask for strokes.
And I’m back at work on Tying the Knot. Life is good.
1 comment:
Sounds like a great trip! And I am sure it's no surprise that I was particularly interested in the dog and cat.
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