Up the Lazy River....

Well, as y'all know, I had two days of slow internet service. I don't know if it was the cause of servers, overload, blogger, or what, but Monday I should have just gone back to bed. For the 2nd day in a row, nothing worked. I crocheted a bit before what should have been close to sunrise, and I took off for my morning walk. I had plans of going to National Padre Island Seashore and walk along the beach. It's been since the first week in March [the week before Erik was here for Spring Break] since I've been anywhere near the Gulf waters! Then...Covid 19. Too many parks and beaches became inaccessible, or I stayed away. I needed a 'beach fix'. Not gonna happen. I left home...clear skies. By the time I reached Flour Bluff, a suburb of Corpus by about 10-12 miles away, the fog was so thick, I couldn't see the white lines on the freeway. Yes, the fog was that thick!! I kept on driving until I got to a fishermen's wharf and pulled off the highway to wait it out and hopefully, the fog would burn off as the sun came up fully. While waiting, I got out and walked in the fog. I got my 10,000 steps in before I got back to the car, where I had parked. Still, the fog was imminent yet thinning out. I thought what the heck? And, re-entered the freeway. I got to the JFK causeway and drove through clouds! They were hanging heavy and thick. After dropping down off the causeway, the fog returned in front of me. Once again, I pulled off...at Packery Channel this time. Walked some more. I talked with another women who designed the park, interesting lady! She gave me a few heads-up on what to expect in the future for the park. As the sun finally peeked out from the dreary damp gray, I thought...National Seashore here I come. At whitecap beach traffic light, still out toward the federal park system, the fog remained. I gave up. Stopped at the beach there and headed home. I was drained, and after lunch, needed to nap. And nap I did...for three hours!!

So, the pictures I tried to publish for a couple of days now will be loaded [fingers crossed]...along the lazy river. Spanish moss is one of my favorite parts of living in the South.  These are photos from Saturday morning, last week, beginning with sunrise through the pecan tree at home:

I really shouldn't complain, more people have it worse than I do...but...began uploading attempt at 4:10 PM. Last of the images completely up and ready to publish? 4:44 PM!!!!
S L O W!!!!