Winter in South Florida

It is getting down to the 60's at nght and only about 10 degrees higher during the day but it is much colder up the Atlantic seaboard. The beachgoers are frustrated but the Wyomingites are thriving. I am enjoying good restorative sleep and relatively thinner calves. Honey is loving it. She is outside with a marrowbone and is engrossed. She was a pill yesterday and got on my last nerve. She charged out of the RV to bark at Ken and got lifted by the leash right back in. We both felt bad about it afterwards. She is very wary of strangers and I have concluded that they need to wait for her to approach them. Pushing it with her results in a fear reaction and she doesn't forget.

Yet another Iguana- this picture shows the relative size of the keeper of the John Prince Park Bridge. His/her great coloration shows up nicely when the picture is enlarged by clicking.

Greg and Lew fishing with the dogs. They are inseparable these days monitoring each other in the quit-smoking effort. They are funny. Sometimes they pretend smoke. Whatever it takes, they are maintaining.

I downloaded, from iTunes, 24 themes from James Bond movies in aid of the party effort. Lori is unsure if it will take wing. Jaccqui has already started her remodeling project. We have the reunion project. Jason and Lori went to a neighborhood party and Lou offered his corporate discount for motel rooms for the reunion. Jason and Lori are just going to turn over their house to the reunion and they and two other couples without small children will retire the hotel. As she wisely notes they are not used to 24 hour hubbub. They need their quiet time. So they understood when I declined a room and opted to be a commuter for the festivities for the same reason.

I will go to Deerfield tomorrow evening to facilitate the meeting with Richard Whitecloud in regard to replacing the tabletop that got smashed by the wind.