Saturday, August 26, 2006
(At least I can read about people who have time to fish ...)
It occurred to me today, that with all the oversharing I've done in the past 16 months, I had not shown you my neighborhood.
There's not much to see ... which is exactly the way I like it.
Come along with me to check the mail and I'll show you what I mean.
That's my mailbox in the picture above. This is looking south down the little county road we live on. A right turn out of my drive takes me that way. It's almost a mile down to the next county road ( a T-intersection ). There are two residences in that direction.
The view above is a left turn out of my drive. We are looking basically north in this picture. There's about 3 miles of road to the next intersection (another T, another little county road). In this direction, there are more residences, but not many more due to the fact that most of my "neighbors" live on large acreages.
The way into Pure Florida.
The mailbox is out of sight just to the left. I am standing on the county road looking west.
The cedar (don't even start with the "it's really a juniper" stuff, Nerds) to the left of the drive has a dbh of about 10 inches. It was our first Christmas tree here on the property back in 1988. I went out back, dug it up, potted it, and brought it into our tiny 42' singlewide trailer.
It was about 3 feet tall and as big around as your thumb at it's widest part. We set it on the little kitchen table and hung about three decorations on it. It looked alot like the little tree in the old Charlie Brown Christmas special.
It's not a tree I will ever cut down.
Posted by R.Powers at 2:52 PM