We went home to Mom and Dad's for Thanksgiving and stayed over a day to do their yard decorating for Christmas.
Yesterday, alone and on a shopping errand for Mom, I got distracted and found myself at a pull over at the base of the 206 bridge on the intracoastal waterway.
I had driven down to the water on a whim ... just to reconnect a little and survey an old stomping ground.
A few families were parked at the dirt track's edge. They were fishing or launching kayaks on a gorgeous, sunny, cool day.
|JUMPING CACTUS ATTACK!|
RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY!
I suppose ... scientifically speaking ... they don't REALLY jump up on to your legs,
In my heart (and in my calf) ... I KNOW they dang sure DO!
|In the end, I escaped the clutches of the SJN cactus and foraged a handfull of gaillardia seeds to start here at PFHQ.|
|Since I was so very close to the beach, I cruised over in the JEEP and parked just long enough to savor a home grown Satsuma (aka "tree candy") while watching the few tourists braving a chilly, breezy, sunny November day.|
|Best citrus fruit ever... and even better at the beach.|
(Yes, I did eventually get those errands done.)
These things take time.