I've prowled and stalked the campgrounds from California to Florida but saying farewell to the Gulf in Galveston Texas made me hang my head with sadness. I live in the moment yet I’m aware that leaving the Gulf means Judy and I are heading west. My cat radar tells me we are nearing home, back to responsibilities.
|GOOD BYE EVERGLADES|
|IF I HIDE I DON'T HAVE TO GO HOME|
|GOOD BYE SPANISH MOSS|
|Flamingos at Homosassi Preserve in Bushnell, Florida|
|The remains of hurricane damaged Oak trees which may have said good bye but are now everlasting eagles.|
|Key West, Florida|
|Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea winds blowin'|