Friday, December 9, 2016

Going North

Today I didn't take many pictures for I wasn't out much, for it was too cold for comfort. There were no women at the shuffleboard this afternoon and the few men that were shuffling wore stocking caps and coats. 
I was when the Pioneer Bus loaded, heading north where it is much colder than Florida.

Fred, Sam and Martha are reading the passengers list while waiting on the right person to unlock the bus, so the men can start loading the luggage.

 Almost everybody takes a look at the passengers' list.

 The majority, if not all of these six women were here to clean houses.

 The last passengers to board the bus. There is always the first passengers and the last ones. 

All aboard, everyone on and the last "Good-Byes".

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Crossing Bahia Vista

 When there is nothing much going on at the park and I am not ready to go home, I sit at the corner where Kaufman crosses Bahia Vista.

It looks like he bought a lawn rake or else he raked a lawn. 

 Waiting to cross

 Junior Miller

From Mt Hope Ohio, 
John Raber, 
his wife, 
his sister Edna
 and his neighbor.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Freeze Tag

When this hawk went flying and screaming from tree to tree the squirrels and smaller birds all froze and wouldn't move.  Maybe they were playing "Freeze Tag".

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Mr Bones (I think)

The middle person is Mr Bones from Oregon. He doesn't necessarily look all skin and bones, but so be it. 

Saturday, December 3, 2016

A Few shots from Today

 I saw this motorcycle at Yoder's Market this morning. It has this piece of plywood attached to the motorcycle, a plastic crate attached with bungee cords and his helmet  in the crate. I decided to wait around a little bit to see who claims this motorcycle. I didn't have to wait long for shortly he walked out of the market. He said this is basically his transportation and he hauls stuff on the back, anything from groceries to surfboards. He can wiggle his way through and has no problem finding parking space at the beaches. 
And then he took a look at my bike, my Purple Power and greatly admired it. 

Finally that gross picnic table is replaced with a brand new one. Thank you to whoever did it.