Heading home Saturday

         1146 hours. Earlier we made the decision to return home tomorrow. We will be leaving in the early morning from the condo as the weather may be bad in the mountains and north on Sunday. Linda is coming over later today so we will tell her then. On our wanderings the last couple of day we found a French Bakery about five miles north on Gulf Boulevard. Carol bought two desserts we shared for supper. Yesterday’s late lunch was at the Conch Republic once again. This time we both had salads and I had a soup with it --excellent food every time, every dish. A shared Key Lime pie was dessert. We walked the beach last night as the sun set. Very nice. This has been a very relaxing vacation from retirement. The last couple of days I hardly opened the MacAir. As long as I am alive I have time to work on it. The books may have universal themes, I hope so, some may even be embedded deep. I makes little difference to me. The more transparent I am within the freer I am, the only weight as far as I can see is physical.

         This was a good way to mentally prepare yourself for the trip. No more, boy until you are home and relaxed. – Post. Amorella