Thursday morning we set out at dawn to count the early birds. Warm breezes and bright sunshine deliver a perfect morning for beach combing. While Joyce records the avian populations, Chris and I try to make a dent in the layers of trash that have washed ashore on the island’s south side. I collect enough fishing lures to start my own tackle box.
After lunch we cover the second half of the island counting not only birds, but also people enjoying the solitude of the public part of the refuge. Blocked by a forest of Australian Pines and Palm Trees, the breeze deserts us. As I weaken in the broiling sun, I wonder if Joyce will consider letting me swim out into the cool, aquamarine Gulf waters and count the fish swimming close to shore.
Great pictures, especially the turtle….I have a Sussex County pond turtle, 10 years old, raised from a baby. She eats out of my hand, swims in the bathtub, among other places, and loves my beagle.
Love your posts…I really get a kick out of your humor.
You’re a strong lady, you aren’t afraid to tackle a problem, yet you know when to ask for help. And you have us, the lucky ones who can travel with you vicariously.
Be well!
Marcia in Seaford
You don’t know how much your support means to me, Marcia. I am so grateful that you share my adventures with me!
Beautiful pics! Enjoy your journey! May God use this time for comfort and restoration for you! The craziest thing just happened as I had just finished typing “enjoy your journey” I got a call from Joyce Meyers ministries about donating money and getting her book ??? You guessed it “enjoy your journey”. God loves doing tithings like that to confirm He is present!
? I am trying my best to do that. It helps to have great friends like you!