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One of the reasons we live the way we do is so that we can go where ever we want to be and get to stay there for more than a week or two. We have been to several states in the six years we have been work campers. We spent two and a half years in south Texas, a winter season in Florida, and a couple of summers in the mountains of north Georgia. Last summer we worked at Stone Mountain Park in Stone Mountain, Georgia. I worked in the retail operations office, answering the telephones and monitoring the radios. My husband, FabGrandpa, was a maintenance worker in the campground. On weekends when we expected a lot of children to be camping there, one of his duties was to put out these “Slow Children” signs on the roads. I love this photo of him with his buddies.
One More Hibiscus
I don’t know what I will do with my time when the flowers wither for the season. Maybe the trees will turn to a beautiful hue here, and give me something else to photograph. In the meantime, this hibiscus continues to enchant me every time I pass by. This particular blossom is larger than a dinner plate. The front is gorgeous, but I tend to look at flowers from a different angle. Every line of it is so graceful, so elegant. And look at those little green spikes on the stem! Ok, next time I will show you the dock here at the campground.
Pilates
The other day I was at work in the camp store, and in between customers I was stretching behind the counter. My co-workers asked me what I was doing, and so I was telling them how my legs hurt from standing all day if I didn’t do some stretches. As I was talking about this and how I wished that I could find an exercice DVD that would be VERY low impact, a customer at the counter told me I should try one called Pilates for 50+
So, I went online and found it on Amazon.com. I ordered it today, so I will post again later and let you know how it works for me.
What Did I Wish For?
While I was out riding around the campground looking for a pink rose I had seen earlier in the week, I found this lovely flower instead. It was supporting itself in the rosebush. If I had not been looking for the rose, I would have missed this little treasure.
The existence of this little flower reminds me of the lifestyle my husband and I have made for ourselves. We have chosen to support ourselves by working in the campgrounds we want to visit, having been drawn there by the beauty of the surrounding area. We get a chance to stay longer, as if putting down roots if just for a little while, and explore an area more closely than if we were only able to stay for a week or two.
While we are there, we have the time to search for the everyday, the places where the locals eat, the sights they go to see, and the things they do for fun. And if what we find while we are looking is not exactly what we were looking for, the we change what we are looking for. You never know what treasure you may find just because you look for something else.
My Daughter the Artist
My daughter, Becca, was an art teacher at a private school for children with learning disabilities until this past spring, but has now decided to pursue her dreams and spend more time working on her own artwork.
She is the artist who produced the painting you see here. While I will let you form your own opinion of her work, I think she is pretty good. (yeah, I know, I am her mother)
She has this painting up for auction on ebay to benefit NOMHRF. 75% of the proceeds from the auction will go to the charity. If you like the painting or even if you like jazz and blues music, please bid on this auction, or send the link to your friends and acquaintances.
To see more of Becca’s work, click here to go to her blog.
When I went to the creek to check my crab pot this afternoon, I took my camera along for the ride. This pink hibiscus was blooming at one of the permanent campsites. I love the way these flowers look from the back, so elegant and graceful.
Flowers are my my favorite photography subject, but I also take a lot of pictures of clouds and bugs. When I came home for lunch today, there was a praying mantis on my front door. I took a few shots of it, but none of them were good enough to put in my “keepers” file. Maybe he will pose for me again tomorrow.
Spencer in Georgia
Spencer is my second grandson. He is four years old and just started pre-school this year. Here he is on vacation in Daytona, Florida last February.
Sarah at the beauty shop
When Sarah came to visit last Christmas, we went to Aunt Becky’s beauty salon and got a fabulous new hair-do. Sarah loved all the attention she got at the shop.
