The thermometer climbed up into the mid-90s Thursday afternoon, the first day of my new road trip. Then around five o’clock when I turned west into the Florida Panhandle temps mysteriously dropped twenty degrees in twenty minutes.
I thought that a bit odd this time of year but promptly forgot about it.
We had been invited to stay at an A-frame cabin on 15 heavily wooded acres with several ponds and Tzuri wasted no time making herself right at home.
The next morning we sat out on the dock leisurely watching the sun come up over the water.
I was still wearing shorts and I could see my breath. It was 53 degrees outside.
🙂 🙂 🙂