One night, while attending vespers services, Bea fell asleep, probably under a kneeling bench, and was inadvertently locked in the sanctuary. She awoke much later to find herself alone, and decided, as cats are wont to do, to wander around a bit and then cry to be let out. All this activity set off the alarm system, and there was hell to pay. Homeland Security descended, complete with swat team and helicopter,
Someone is, belatedly, reconsidering living over a lake, when nasty ladies like Katrina just might come for a return visit.
We only bussed the Everglades, but it was one of those kisses that linger in memory. It would take at the very least months to develop a relationship the Everglades. Neither swamp nor upland, it is both, but its life …
Luckily we found a wonderful boondock spot at the edge of a wildlife refuge and had four each glourious sunsets and sunrises, surrounded by friendly RVers, wildlife and local fishers.