Yep, I've been neglecting the blog. I have to admit, as a tourist area, Port Richey stinks. For miles in either direction, US 19 is nothing but a non-stop strip mall. There are no white sand beaches, no places of historical interest (in the immediate area--I'm not talking St. Pete here), no fascinating museums. Shuffleboard is big, though.
Denny and I have been walking, reading and doing odd maintenance/fix up/replace things type jobs around the tin can. Living in a compact space for six years means everything is subjected to a lot of wear and tear, especially when you move that space a couple of hundred miles every week or so. It's been unseasonably cold here with several rainy, dreary days so there's been little desire to go out and search for something to do.
Today we're driving down to St. Pete's beach to visit family and perhaps walk the beach. The weather forecast is for rain, natch. If we get out there, I'll get pictures. I've got to look for beach glass for Vicki's collection.
And the picture? An air plant, which is a type of bromeliad. It looks like it may bloom soon.
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