The day after Memorial Day and for the rest of that week, I became scarce online. Do you know why? It was my wedding anniversary and we went to check out a cascade.
So, what do you think of when you hear the words “sweet spot?”
My husband and I were in our twenties when we first moved to Florida from Chicago. We settled in a nice central location. We lived 50 miles from the gulf beaches and about 65 miles from the infamous theme parks. Being so young at the time, we frequented them all.
I have two close friends, and they both live 1,200 miles away. I have other friends, but none of them have gotten to know the deepest me, like those two. And, they stuck around anyway.
A week ago, one of them came from Chicago to visit me here in Florida. I’m taking a break (<-No pun intended) from the series about my husband’s broken feet. This post is a light-hearted look at some photos from my friend’s visit.
Woo hoo, and yeehaw! I’m finally leaving the heat and humidity. We made it from central Florida to just south of Nashville and the temperature is already much more comfortable.
If I have time and an internet connection, I will post photos of what I spy with my little eye each day. I apologize, but I probably won’t get to read your blogs during this trip. I do enjoy keeping up with you guys though, so if I get the time I will stop by.
In the mean time, here are mostly photos I shot from behind the windshield of the car as we were moving. I don’t have time to fix them at all in a photo program so they’re going up as is. Please excuse the quality, and pardon the bug juice on the windows. I took them on the fly. Hee, hee. Continue reading “I Spy with my Little Eye”