From feast to famine

It was hard to leave this morning.  We'll miss the dazzlling white sand beaches, the seemingly underlit aquamarine water, the graceful palms, the world class restaurants and the hot days/warm nights we've enjoyed in south Florida.

Things looked different at night.











We had an easy morning and drove away from Holiday Cove around 11 a.m.   Grand Lake RV and Golf Resort was our next destination in the small town of Orange Lake, just north of Ocala.   Town is a bit of a misnomer, Orange Lake is just a point on the map.  We are in the middle of horse and cattle country surrounded by huge fields dotted with old Live Oak trees.  Actually, Orange Lake is also a misnomer, since a sink hole opened up in the middle of the lake and the water drained away rather dramatically.   No matter, this is a nice, quiet place to spend a few days.  Lots of space for the dogs to run, if it wasn't so very very hot.  We took them out for a walk this evening, Dave and Sasha were chased back by a noisy pair of  Sandhill cranes when they wandered too close to the pair's chosen territory.

Nothing to do here, nothing - especially compared with our busy time down south.  We think this is OK, sitting still reading and catching up sounds pretty good right now. Also, we still have Lewis's shaggy coat to deal with.....

We'll be here until Sunday morning and then head north again to our next destination, Georgia Veteran's Memorial State Park.