We’ve had a couple of nice lazy days here at Stephen Foster park. Monday was once again all blue skies with temperatures in the 60s. Just what we like!
In the morning, I hiked one of the many trails through the palmetto-laced pine forest. Then into town for a grilled burger. Spent the rest of the day doing classwork and wrestling with a NY Times crossword – all under the trees.
Love my new office! Lemons to lemonade, y’all.
Yesterday I stopped in to the Stephen Foster Museum, located inside the park and dedicated to this great American songwriter.
Foster was a real rock star in his brief 37 years of life. He composed Camptown Races, Beautiful Dreamer, My Old Kentucky Home, O Susanna, and Way Down Upon the Swanee. A 19th century hit-making machine!
Now, who would argue that the best part of camping is the campfire? How much fun is it to sit out under the stars and talk about everything under them?
|Sweet little Mitzi|
It's raining here this morning but all I have to do is unplug and start heading toward home later today. It's a 4.5 hour drive but I’ll no doubt break it up with a stay at some Camp Wal-Mart along the route. That way, I can have a leisurely drive tomorrow with enough energy left over to unpack. And catch up with Doris. Oh yeah, and John too!
Next up: I'm considering a February road trip to the Everglades. Also we are hoping to get at least one more camping trip in before Peggy moves to North Carolina.