Big gator. This was as close as I'd let Phil paddle the canoe.
Turtles, with feet sticking out. For balance, I wonder?
Childlike wonder can't be beat.
Take a walk on the boardwalk. It bounces.
A stolen moment, showing Clara a duck. This was the only time she stopped running.
At Wekiwa State Park, from the canoe.
It was warm in Florida. As hard as one tries not to acclimate, one does. Then at home, it feels cold. But after a few days of snow and lower 20's the spike to mid-20's feels luxious. I guess I'm back to normal.