Saturday, August 19, 2006
Carl and I took a four mile walk today. Florahome is such a nice place to do that because there are miles and miles of barely traveled scenic dirt roads. Occasionally though, you have to worry about the criminally insane who live on these scenic byways. Guess you have to worry about criminally insane people wherever you walk but I am thinking it may be a little scarier when you are four miles deep in the woods. The route we took this morning passes by a house with a dog kennel. These are hunting dogs btw, not poodles. There was a riotous dawg raucous for the five to ten minutes it took us to go by. So much for a stealth approach, but as we passed the house which sits in front of the dog kennel I took a picture of a squirrel on a tree. Evidently the redneck that dwells within thought I was photographing his home and evidently he found this to be extremely offensive. He screamed for us MF ing a holes to get away from his gd house. He didn’t abbreviate though. I wanted to scream back- it’s a public road you mf ing a hole, also without abbreviating, but I refrained for fear he might be armed and we weren’t. I’m sharing the picture of the redneck a hole’s tree, albeit not a very good picture of the wily squirrel. If you ever amble by be sure to take lots of pictures and maybe a gun.
Monday, August 14, 2006
CC needed to experience the Mayport ferry too. I wish I could find the picture I have of the little ferry ( raft) carrying a conversion van across the St.Johns in Welaka. No rails, no guarantees, and a little john boat for guidance...that would be a thrilling ? ferry ride.