A week way south (the Everglades and the Keys, w00t)

This week has been full of adventure: a dead Jeep (being repaired); our first RV trip with Charlie (below) our beloved rescue dog. Charlie is almost as hardheaded as James Michael Pensinger, my first and now last sweetheart.

Charlie goes south. Our handsome rescue dog.

James Michael Pensinger, my beloved, driving our RV down to the Keys. Just because.

A work in progress of a beauty in the Everglades

The old bridge to the Keys, from the seven mile bridge. Whoopeee 

The view from our windshield on Sugarloaf Key. This is a seven-acre saltwater lake.

Now I go out to the day. Stay tuned and thanks for reading. Watercolors await.