Day 95 - Boat Launching

A lot of these signs around our area. I stopped on the way to work this morning and took this photo through my windshield. That's a low mountain in the distance and 'haze' (better known around here as humidity).

Day 94 - Farm Elephant

I've long collected elephants and one year for my birthday, Chuck got me this one. He lugged that rascal into our living room and gift wrapped him.

That was several moves ago, and we never left him behind. He's held this coveted spot for 18 years now. He's about 18 inches tall and concrete - so NOT lightweight.

Day 93 - Angel

This lovely angel guards the entrance to my personal family cemetery. She's about 24" tall and holds a small bowl the birds can drink out of. She seemed appropriate today as it's the 3rd anniversary of Chuck's going home. Kinda a melancholy day for me today.

Day 92 - Don't we Wish

No, unfortunately, those are not the current gas prices in Alabama. That's an abandoned gas station next to the cross stitch shop where I work and I've been meaning to get a photo of the prices. It's obviously been closed for quite awhile. No one can operate it because the underground tanks aren't up to safety standards, the owner won't pay to have them taken up and no one will buy the property knowing they would have to do that also. So there it sits, with it's welcoming/unrealistic prices - but no gas!

Day 91 - golf carts

Not real exciting - and I think these little buggies are used for other things besides a golf cart. There's a place that "customizes" them at the foot of the mountain and I pass it everytime I go into town. They always have carts sitting out front during the daytime.

Day 90 - Cotton Bale

Well darn, I've missed two more days - but I was just too tired to do anything. Saturday was a travel day - it takes a long time to get from California back to the deep south. I finally arrived in Tennessee at 8:30PM Saturday night - spent that night and Sunday night at my daughter's in Tennessee and drove home today. I was totally wiped out yesterday.

Saw these cotton bales on my way home from Tennessee today. Not sure if they were before I crossed the state line or not, but pretty close either way. Don't see them much anymore, and the cotton picking machines leave so much waste cotton in the fields... sure not like having them picked by hand - but then no one wants to do that anymore.