Showing posts with label Bruce fishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruce fishing. Show all posts

Monday, June 5, 2023

Looking Forward, Looking Back

But of course we are looking forward, and can you blame us? At this time next Monday we will be nearing Murphy, NC where we plan to spend the next few months. I can't say that I am not just a wee bit nervous because I am. Only a tiny bit though. This morning, playing some great games with wonderful strangers who have become friends, it occurred to me that we will be the new kids on the block, whereas here we made ourselves THE kids on the block. At least that has been our intention. Being, what in the old days was called, the Welcome Wagon. You have to be of a certain age to remember that organization that still is in existence today. That link will take you to the history should you be the curious type. Anyway, here's hoping that there are folks in Murphy who will take us under their wing!

So that's a bit forward, but in the here and now, when we woke up on Saturday morning I asked Bruce did he want to go to the beach for the last time before we went to the mountains? Sure enough, he did. We jumped in the car and were at Jetty Park in no time at all. Setting up our chairs and umbrellas it also wasn't long before it began raining and I don't mean just a few sprinkles!

I was on the right side and let's just say that it was not nearly as dry as the left side! Some people stood out in it as you can see, but they were already wet whereas we had just arrived. I can't tell you how long it rained, but it was not only more than a few minutes,  it was hard as well. The minute it stopped I pulled off my sopping wet dress and headed for the water which felt warm because the rain had dropped the air temperature considerably. Who doesn't love to walk in the water?

My white feet!! Brown legs up to a point! All sorts of age spots??? Then again, looking back this morning before we went to play, I re-read the posts about having pneumonia last year and I am darn lucky to be able to walk in the water with age spotted legs!! Should you have not been a reader back then, click here and read the sad tale for yourself. To date, I have made it for six months of this year without a health calamity and here's hoping that good luck will hold true for the next six months!

Yup, more storm clouds rolled in prompting a hasty retreat to the car after only a few hours. Poured on once was enough for this old couple.

Looking back, once again, there is a lot about our May trip that I do not want to forget, so bear with me, there's a bunch coming. 

I can't remember who told me but evidently not everyone is a fan of wild roses as they are hard to get rid of. Nevertheless, I love both the look of these tiny flowers, and their fragrance!

Awesome to see were the birds at Frank and Lynn's beautiful home. As I mentioned, we barely left because there was so much entertainment in the form of nature that who wanted to go into town? Not these two! Hearing lots of commotion in the trees I was delighted to spot a Cedar Waxwing!

Across the pond from us I was stunned to spot a Green Heron, a bird I see very rarely.

and these two shorebirds that I cannot identify positively.

The first afternoon I saw a Canada Goose that stayed so still I almost thought it was a decoy! Next day though there was some action that was super fun to witness!

A few flew in and left as quickly as they came.

Okay it is here that I have to say I am super proud of the above image. Proud is a bit strong, but I will say I was delighted when I saw it on my computer! So that goose was flying and this goose was sitting on her nest, well hidden I might add.

One of the things that struck me on that trip were the many shades of green that I was seeing. Try as I might, most of the photographs fall short in sharing that experience with you. Except maybe this one?

Before I move on to the great fishing experience Bruce had, one more little cutie.

Yes indeed the fish were biting. Fishing has not been on Bruce's radar of late, in part because of pickleball and in part because he has been pursuing his dream of becoming an elderly body builder. It's working should you be wondering. But on these two days, it was all about fishing. Multiple Bass were caught,

as well as like ten Blue Gill, all of which he promptly put back into the water!
Our food ran out so we did go into Ellijay for lunch and a tiny bit of shopping. Saying that our lunch server was not ideal is putting it mildly. Food was good though!! We popped into a shop called Misty Hollow where I was very much tempted by this display.

Somehow I resisted the temptation to add to my salt and pepper collection, opting instead for an excellent dish towel. Practical, that is me! The fellow in front of Bruce was from Winter Garden and the proprietor was from, of all places, Chuluota. Aside from a girl I went to x-ray school with, some fifty plus years ago, I have never met anyone from there! That said, like all places Central Florida, I hear it is growing.

Returning to the, well I don't know what to call a four bedroom, four level house with wrap around deck, huge stone outdoor fireplace...you get the picture, an awesome place! In spite of the rain, Mr. Peck could not resist the allure of fishing.

Afterwards, we cuddled up on the couch in front of the fireplace, wishing we didn't have to leave the next morning, but leave we did. We could not begin to thank our friends enough for allowing us to have this fantastic experience.

Heading South, our first stop was a dam that I saw on the map that I thought why not see what we could see?

While the dam was super interesting, my favorite part was seeing a beautiful Tree Swallow.

Aren't they so cute?? 

Wildflower city my friends!!!

They added so much excitement to the drive. A month later, I suspect we won't be blessed to see the likes of this.

Our destination was Thomasville, GA for the night so onward we trekked, stopping in Warm Springs for this lunch. 

Adjacent to the restaurant was this sweet little alley that led to nowhere.

Talking with the proprietor of the restaurant, Bruce learned that the pandemic was not kind to Warm Springs, GA. Not enough workers now, that sort of thing. 

Well, the drive was so good that we actually ended in Lake City, Florida where we stayed in a Best Western near the interstate. A far cry from where we started the day. For sure. The area has grown so much that at first Bruce was unsure if this was the restaurant he built ten years ago. He had a little chat with the manager who then went into her office and took photographs of the documents that Bruce put up with his name of them. "Is this you", she asked?  How fun was that? Turns out she has been there since the beginning which I detailed in this post from 2013.

Isn't that just awesome??? Working for Darden Restaurants all those years definitely had its challenges, but what construction projects don't? In spite of how hard it was, we thank God every day for his employment with them. Who knows where we would be today had I not seen that newspaper ad all those years ago?

We should do a Bruce built this or that road trip! It would take us to 40+states!  

I've looked forward, I have looked backward, and now forward again to this windowsill. I will be looking at this just next week. Holy cow!

Sounds fun, doesn't it?

your friend,

Gail

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Sunset/Sunrise

First off, I don't know what to make of this on two fronts...
Being on Overstock.com is really something, courtesy of my art publisher, Sun Dance,  and secondly, how weird is it that it appeared on my phone? I guess we all have a love/hate relationship with technology; so good for learning stuff and keeping in touch, so creepy that "they" can predict your habits. How do you feel about it?

Last evening, before supper at seven, I asked Bruce if he wanted to head down to the lake for a few casts to which he replied--good idea. He'd been working non-stop for hours and hours and it was time to call it quits. Following our meal, we took our little doggie, a chair, a camera (of course!), and the fishing gear. Thinking I might get a good sunset, I thought wrong.
It was nice, but not what I was expecting. Some dogs love the water, ours, not so much. I was shocked when he put his paw in the water!
Perhaps you notice that he has been recently groomed? As in Saturday, so he's looking quite good, and I imagine, feeling much cooler without all that hair! As is her custom, Tanya put a little kerchief on him which he promptly shook off. Not so fast buddy! A holiday party is coming...
So, Mr. Baxter put that paw in the water because he was trying to get Bruce's attention after he shrugged off his sandals and stood on the sandy bottom of the shoreline. The only color in the sky was to the East.
Or, at least I think it is the East!! Anyway, not much, whatever direction it is.

After about an hour, with darkness looming, we made our way back home in surprisingly pleasant conditions. Just enough breeze to keep both the mosquitos away, and the humidity down.

This morning Bruce took off for DC, leaving around 6AM. I woke up while he was cleaning up, allowing me to give him my love and best wishes for the next two days. Looking out the glass front door, I noticed a seriously red sky during the sunrise. Hopping in my car, camera in tow, I drove a few blocks to a clear spot facing East. My what a show over Lake Pineloch! David and Michelle live on the left side of this picture in case you are curious.
As you know, I'm sort of a proponent of the red sky at night, sailors delight saying, however, the last two days it has let me down. Yesterday morning was as red as can be, and not a drop of rain fell! Speaking of rain, have you been watching the news about the flooding in Texas? My goodness me. Jonathan and Alissa are mighty glad they are in San Fransisco for a friend's wedding instead of the misery they would be facing in Austin.

Before I forget, I finished the Nancy Drew book, and it was a good one. What girl wouldn't have loved reading about her capers? I marked a passage from the book to share from page 191:

The waiting officers did not disturb the conversation, for Nancy seemed to be leading up to something important. They were astounded at her cleverness.

Don't you just love it? George and Bess were pretty clever themselves.

In nature news:
  • After enduring the long winter in Arkansas and Tennessee, Nancy spent a lot of her time outdoors soaking up the heat and observing the garden. It was quite a tree watching the Spicy Jatropha tree living up to it's reputation as a butterfly magnet.
  • Out front, a dragonfly was hanging around, unlike any I can remember seeing.
  • The air plant is putting on quite the show right now.
Super cool, right?
  • And now for your daily owl photograph...
Baby was so close yesterday. Nancy may have come away with the impression that her sister has gone plum crazy as I generally talk to them during visiting hours! Doesn't he look so cute in spite of those crazy long talons?

Two or so weeks ago I mentioned that the kids at RT-Art were the best, and I even took photographs of them to share, but other stuff took precedence. No longer...may I introduce Stefani?
and Kevin...
These two work their sizing magic on my prints, however, without Trish, making sense of all my emailed orders, nothing would be accomplished. Believe me, those emails can be confusing!
On the same day that I took the above, I finally spent my Christmas gift card from Dave and Michelle at the Lily Pulitzer store on Park Avenue. Choices, choices, choices...
That sure is a colorful store, and coming from the likes of me, you know it must be so!! I chose the navy dress closest to the door. 

Finally, we had the pleasure of some visitors from North Carolina last week, Karen and Jim Howard who are pictured looking at my wall calendar of photos from England.
Karen's Mom was a war bride from England following WWII. She's a genealogy nut who once tried to get me started on the Price family genealogy, however, I got mostly nowhere. Picking up the mantle and with Jane's help, Tom's Mom, Matt filled in most of the blanks on both my Mother and Father's side of the family.  My dad's family is from Wales, mostly places with names no Florida girl could hope to pronounce.

And there you go, I believe we are all caught up for now.

Stay tuned for more of the exciting, as well as the mundane,

Gail

Early September