The news keeps getting curiouser and curiouser, both in the political sphere and the blogosphere, don’t it? Lots to talk about.
Even so, this hiatus has been a relief. I hardly know what to make of recent developments, anyway.
The Republican National Convention is in Tampa this year. Maybe that’ll inspire me once we are resettled.
In the meantime, pictures are the quickest way to keep everyone updated on this little speck in the blogiverse. So take a little trip with me.
One bike wheel spun the whole trip. Mesmerizing.
Don’t worry, my son took this pic while I drove.
Are we there yet?
Enjoying the Tennessee countryside
Scaring a turtle down in the hollow
Let’s Go Fly a Kite
Bye-bye Tennessee, hello Florida. Didn’t quite capture the “Welcome to Florida” sign, though.
My son did catch this sign with his camera.
So they caught the show.
And got an autograph.
And went to the beach.
The final leg of our trip is tomorrow. Then comes the house hunting. Hope all is well in your neck of the woods, guys.
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Great pics! I especially love the one of the turtle. I hope you find the bestest house EVAH and that it’s available at an amazing price.
I have travelled that way across country many times. It’s fun, it’s hard work, and it’s sort of scary. Suddenly, the moving van comes and empties your house. You no longer have a place you call home. Your home now becomes what you share with the people who accompany you on the road.
I’m glad you’ve arrived, or nearly so. Enjoy your new normalcy.
Thanks, Zill. I hope you are doing okay–I know things have been hard lately.
Mr. Tom, you have described the experience to a T. No matter how many times we do it, the whole process seems so surreal and is very disorienting.
Thanks Mr. Saddleburr. In our post-military life, we’ll be looking for some space in the countryside, too.