A Nice Little Walk At Sawgrass

A Nice Little Walk At Sawgrass - Part 2

Here we are back at Sawgrass Nature Preserve right in the middle of town to get away from it all. Now remember, no running and if you have to go to the bathroom do it now, you can't pee off the Observatory.

OK. I have to interrupt our quiet walk to mention something. As we were walking along on the boardwalk we suddenly heard a low, somewhat loud guttural growl. Yep, folks, it was a gator that was just underneath the walkway. Needless to say I was enthralled with the sound and stunned, in a way, too. There were others nearby and as I turned on the video you can see how excited we all were.

Walkway leading to the observation deck.

Out in the lake was this strange looking craft. I haven't a clue as to its function.

Let me interrupt again. Here I am taking a leak off the observatory. Readers of BFE will recall my fondness for, uh, well uh, marking my territory. (Check out September 12th's blog entitled Se Soulenger a l'etat Sauvage) This is an act that is easy up North but downright impossible down here, logistics wise. So while this may not be done in genteel society, I ain't genteel. OK, on with the walk.

And when the peaceful walk was done, back into the city we go.

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