I am so excited that Teresa Mesler who took the boat trip with her mom and partner, Grace and us sent me her photos of the dolphins. She had a wonderful camera and it captured the frolicking of the dolphins that I mentioned in yesterday’s blog. Of course she was a wonderful photographer and delightful to share time with. In fact she was my angel of the day. She heard me tell the captain that I was worried that I would get sea sick as it was a very windy day. Of course he said that I would not get sea sick. Teresa walked up to me outside with two pills, smiled and said that she had heard the conversation and understood my concern. That 4 hours on the boat was wonderful because of her intervention.
In teresa’s e mail she told me that she and Grace were inspired by us to get a motorhome some day after retirement and to go on the road. I certainly encourage people that we meet to do just that. It has been one of my best experiences and Russ concurs. We are in Fort Lauderdale tonight and the stars are hidden by the surrounding lights of the area. I will never forget the nights at Chocoloskee Island. Bright stars in dark sky. Beautiful beyond words. Thank God that the Everglades have been protected.
The Academy Awards are on the TV. I love to watch them, but it is also a good time to do a little work. So many wonderful movies to see. Le Mis is doing ok so far. Looks like the James Bond tribute is starting!. I snuck all the James Bond books out of my dad’s bedside table back in the 60’s. This is where I learned about sex. Dad did not know that until 10 years ago.
This has been a remarkable place to camp-everyone is a fisherman, we are right on an island, Chocoloskee, south of Marcos Island-part of the 10,000 Islands. The sunsets are the best, guys are fishing from kayaks and off the docks here. People gather nightly under a pergola and drink and laugh together. Many of them have been coming here for their winters for several years. Sharks are caught right out in front of us, alligators are right beside the highway into Naples. It is 80 degrees or better and the humidity is so thick that the floors feel wet each morning. I can not hold on to the fact that it is winter everywhere else, I actually find myself confused about the time of year, being in shorts and tank tops.
So Russ tweaked his back and it just got worse, my foot still has not healed, and Shadow tore a toenail. Yet, in 24 hours, the man parked next to us is a podiatrist from the Netherlands and gave me some ideas about my foot, the couple I visited with on the docks that evening, are from Louisiana and often come to the area due to a chiropractor in Naples and Russ is improving under this group, Shadow was in terrible pain and we had to find one of those weekend emergency pet clinics. Now, in case I did not mention it, we are really out here in the wild lands. Naples and civilization are an hour away and Miami is 3. So I have been driving and taking care of my husband and pet and I still can not walk without the wooden shoe. But people show up and we get to the best help so one just keeps being thankful and enjoying the beauty of the life.