A Home Day

Well, maybe I should be vocal about things which bother me more often!!  I am so gratified by the number of kind comments I received from readers after I sounded off about a negative commenter who has a blank Google profile—no way to respond to him or her.  Thank you all for reading this blog and for being so kind!  We appreciate it greatly!

We walked out to Little Otter Spring again this morning.  Sunday as we were floating along on the Suwannee and nearing the spot where Little Otter Spring flows into the Suwannee we heard people talking along the bank, couldn’t see them or really hear what they were saying.  Then we heard a big splash—were they actually swimming in that hole where the spring comes up????  Well today we got our answer—see the rope Michael is holding, they probably were swinging out over the spring and dropping from the rope, fun back in Arkansas when we were kids but not in Florida where they have alligators in rain puddles much less a spring with murky, mossy edges—you couldn’t see an alligator lurking under all that yuck!!!  Not me, nope!!  If I go swimming in Florida it will be in that nice concrete pool with clear blue water right across the road from our site. 

Would you go swimming in that???

Chicken on the grill for lunch and while lunch was cooking I made a batch of bread—baked one loaf and froze the dough to make two more later. 

Michael has been tinkering with the motorhome all day—he changed our water filter and tried to find the source of one of our strange problems.  We have decided that most motorhomes and especially this Country Coach were meant to be parked and hooked to 50amp power.  Asking the electrical system to do anything out of the ordinary causes problems.  But no, that doesn’t mean we will never boondock again—this coach will just have to learn!

When I use the washer/dryer I must switch between the electric hot water heater and the washer/dryer.  There is a toggle switch which allows me to chose which one I want to use.  Well, sometimes I want both—hot water and the washer/dryer (greedy, aren’t I).  So, I will kick the hot water heater on using the propane switch.  Every time I do this we momentarily lose power—long enough to kick off the microwave clock but just that quick second or two in the time it takes the igniter to light the propane.  Weird!!!  And, no, my handy, dandy husband did not find the source of this problem yet.

And that is about it for our day in Florida.   We saw this little guy while walking this morning, Emmi really wanted to say hello to him but Michael picked her up so she couldn’t torment him.

 

And Emmi—one of her favorite spots—she can see outside and watch all the hundreds of squirrels.