Monday, January 2, 2017
Lettuce Lake Park
Dave and I are back in England safe and sound, and not too exhausted, all things considered. The flight back was short and, although a bit bumpy, much easier than our overheated, sluggish crossing two weeks ago. I read "We Have Always Lived in the Castle" in its entirety (short but good!) and watched a Marilyn Monroe movie, "Let's Make Love" from 1960 (not one of her best) -- and then, before I knew it, we were landing.
Before I fully recommit my blog to life in England, though, I want to share a few last pictures of Florida. Dave and I had some time to kill yesterday afternoon between dropping off his sister at the airport and returning our borrowed car to my stepsister. So we went to Lettuce Lake Park, in North Tampa -- the "lake" (above) is actually a wide bend in the Hillsborough River.
I hadn't been to this park in years, and I enjoyed wandering among the wintry woods, swamps, palmettos and cabbage palms. I saw lots of wildlife -- woodpeckers, turtles, ibis, limpkins and other critters.
I caught this hungry anhinga in the process of swallowing an unfortunate fish. Amazingly, the bird got the whole thing down.
And I had the quintessential Florida wildlife sighting -- a gator, basking in the sun. Pure dinosaur! (Dave's mom had just served smoked gator jerky at breakfast that morning, but I didn't mention that to this guy...)
Dave sat at a picnic table and worked on a musical arrangement while I walked around. He's always at least a little in work mode -- he worked on music intermittently even during our cruise -- and he's definitely ready to fully reapply himself to the grindstone tomorrow, when we both go back to work.
Olga should be home within a matter of hours!