That thought came to me this past week as we were in Florida for a family reunion in Lakeland. Jan and I came from Missouri, our son and his family from Colorado, and my younger brother with his wife and youngest daughter from Maryland. We all went to visit my folks and older brother and his wife.
Some scenes taken Feb. 19, on the beach at Ft. DeSoto at the entrance to Tampa Bay. This fort was built during the late 1890s to protect Tampa from Spanish invasion from Cuba before the Spanish-American War.
The state is full of cyclists, but this happens to be the only picture of one that I got.
Our son drove the van back to Lakeland and I was able to capture a few shots.
Now, I am no baseball fan. When I asked Sam about this stadium, he told me its’ name and then mentioned that hardly anyone comes to watch the games. I found articles on the ‘net where the team had wanted a new playing field, but the plans fell through.
On the afternoon of the 20th, a few of us took a walk down to Lake Hollingsworth and then around the Beacon Hill Historic District where we stayed.
It was during this 70 degree weather afternoon stroll that I remembered that we were still in February.
We had a wonderful visit. Jan and I especially enjoyed the time with the grandchildren.
Sam was unhappy at not seeing any iguanas or boa constrictors. But then, he and my brother Randy went golfing on Wednesday and they saw an alligator.
We took Sam, Katie, and the children to Orlando to fly home on Thursday. This was sthe same day as the Shuttle Discovery launch. Traffic was horrible. Between toll booths and four full lanes of east-bound space tourists, we barely made it to the airport in time. After all that, the sky was too cloudy to see anything from Lakeland. But on a clear day, one can see a space launch from (among other places) my brother’s back yard.
Since coming home to the much colder Ozarks, I am having trouble warming up….