I was inspired by oy30’s drawing Summary of the Year on oy30’s Blog – A Mexican Boy’s Site
I can’t draw that well, so I went to the pictures folder and picked one out for each month. It was really hard to do! There are so many to choose from and just one does not represent a whole month. Then, there are eleven more days in December. What if something earth shaking happens and is left out of the Review? Oh well, here goes:
We were here in Marathon, Florida for the month of January. This is our view of the Atlantic Ocean at the end of the road in our RV park. Those yellow things floating on the water are designed to keep sea grass from floating into the canal. There are bubblers under the water to make little waves to keep the grass from floating in the smaller entrance. It works well.
This was my favorite picture in the February folder. It is of red mangrove blossoms. Red mangroves are the ones that grow in the water and have those gnarly prop roots that make a mangrove forest impassable. The blossoms are small and not usually noticeable.
One memorable thing that represents March 2015 was inviting a number of friends to the Marathon Yacht Club to eat French dip sandwiches for lunch about once a week. We called ourselves The French Dippers and it was always a good time.
We hit the road for our summer trip in April. Here is Sao, our motorhome, parked for the night in a vineyard in Fort Pierce, Florida. That was our first night out.
May was our first month in Big Creek in The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. This is the swimming hole in the picnic area. We walked out onto that pedestrian bridge several times a day to look at the creek and to watch picnickers, campers, and hikers cooling off in Big Creek. We also regularly saw fish in the pool under the bridge.
We were in Big Creek for June as well. This view is up the creek from the pedestrian bridge.
We moved on to Maryland in July and parked in my sister Barbara’s driveway. I only got one picture of the three grandchildren, but their beautiful faces are not showing. I still like the picture. We took them for a hike on Sugarloaf Mountain, about an hour northwest of Washington, DC
In July, we moved on to Mequon, Wisconsin, just north of Milwaukee. That’s grandma heaven. Owen and Cam have just turned four and two in November and December. They would come out to the motorhome every morning to wake me up and push me out of bed. I took so many pictures of them, it was tough to choose. They call me Baba Yaga because my house moves, though not on chicken feet.
September was full of sights with visits to seven national parks: Arches, Canyonlands, Capitol Reef, Grand Staircase Escalante, Bryce Canyon, Zion. It could be overwhelming to pick a picture from there, but this one is of me with my son Christopher on the north rim of the Grand Canyon.
We headed back home in October, stopping to visit friends Paul and Sheri Brindle in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. We visited the beautiful beaches of the Florida panhandle. We also visited friends: Cissy Betz in Palm Harbor, Bill and Pam in The Villages, and Joe and Linda Coffey in Port Charlotte, Florida. I can’t leave out our stop at Alliance Coach, the RV repair shop in Wildwood, Florida. We seem to spend a lot of time there.
We were back on our RV site in Key RV in Marathon in November. We set up our screen room and I planted my garden. Then I got to work on my book about Big Creek.
Andy has been busy straightening up the space behind our storage shed in December. We had “stuff” piled up back there. He put the kayaks up against the shed, got a bike rack for the bikes (in the lower right corner) and set up a table and two chairs overlooking our little mangrove forest. We like to sit out there with our coffee and gaze into the swamp when the no-see-ums are not biting.