January 28, 2016. Our Time Winds Down. We arrived here at Gulf State Park on January 4. We have now been here 24 days. We will be here three more days, then we start for home.
We have settled into a routine, an unexciting routine, but a routine all the same. Our mornings are slow. I read the newspaper on line, we have breakfast and one of us will ask. "What do you want to do today?" By noon we haven't answered the question, so we have lunch. By default, we walk the trash and recycling to the bins located a quarter of a mile from our campsite. If the weather is nice (warm sunshine, little wind and temperatures above 55) we will sit outside in our fluffy chairs. Some time in between, I do a little work and respond to emails. Each day, we get a couple hours of exercise, walking or biking or both, then we settle back in Harvey for dinner. I begin to work on the blog and the TV is on as background noise. By 10:00, we are in bed. So it goes.
Now, our time is winding down. We've discussed whether we'll return here next January. We haven't decided, but I am inclined to explore another winter destination. It has been too cold here. If we are going to leave the cold at home, we should go to some place with predictably warm weather. It doesn't have to be 75 every day. But something in the 60s would be nice. We'll see.
The first picture above was taken on January 25, 2013 and it appeared in the blog that same day. I explained it by saying, we have feral cats living in the brush behind our campsite. I tried to approach one this afternoon. He fixed his eyes on me to be sure I didn't get too close. An instant after this picture was taken, he scampered back into the brush.
The second picture was taken today. It is the same feral cat. She was within 100 yards of the place I photographed her three years ago. The same thing happened. A moment after I took the picture, she scampered away. She appears to be pregnant again, or she is eating exceedingly well. I am guessing she has a feral boyfriend. It is nice to know she survived in the wild for the past three years. In the words of Mr. Spock of the 1970's sci-fi TV show, Star Trek, "May she live long and prosper." She has done a good job so far.
There are a lot of dog walkers here. Some take their dogs on bike rides. Some will walk two dogs at once. Most dog walkers are responsible. They take along a sandwich bag or poop scoop, such as the man displayed above. The raccoons probably leave behind more scat in the park than the dogs. There aren't many cats here and I don't know why. I never see anyone out walking their cat.
See you soon.
3 comments:
That is very strange to see the same cat. Maybe you are meant to adopt her??
I don't think that's the same cat, Pops. Looks like it's different coloring on the face and ears. Maybe it's the first cat's fat twin?
Check the forecast before you depart. Big storm forecast for Tuesday, Wednesday of next week. Don't want to see you and Annie stranded on the highways or by-ways for several days. Maybe linger longer in the south?
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