heading westward

Out on the road, our second day out, Knuckles found a newly planted rice paddy, just shy of the Texas border.

Then later, waiting patiently while he was next in line to use the restroom.

shift change

Bartender Steve, at the Red Barn Bar & Package, was cancelling out the register at the end of his shift, when he introduced me to "Sweets" - their happy and new fun lovin' bartender. "Sweets", who graduated from college with a degree in "mass communications", will fit in well.  Especially when you need to hang your head low - and just unload.  Steve reassured me, I was now in "good hands".

 

a reason to love Florida

'Yard boats' a plenty.

the present past

Stopped by Hap's Cycle today to order some rear spokes for my Bonneville. The family business has been in operation since the 50's, and has been our local dealership, servicing Honda, BMW and Triumph motorcycles for over 60 years.

Their service department appears to have had very few upgrades - just continuing to collect more and more dust.

damn hospital

For over twenty some years, our family have enjoyed the view and the serenity of a secluded, and somewhat private lagoon. A sanctuary - as if we were down deep, in those Ten Thousand Islands of southern Florida.

Last year, the large peninsular property across the water, went on the market. A young family bought it as their "second home", and early this past summer, the building commenced. The glass front construction faces out, away from us over Robert's Bay, while the backside, slowly becomes visible. Their builder, Bruce Saba, told me, "another 7 months till final completion".

Well it's looks to be - the size and feel of a damn hospital.