Bokeelia, Florida

We’ve returned to this place of comfort and warm air. It is 80º F outside. I am always on the verge of sweating. We arrived in the afternoon heat. This morning I’m eating a bowl of pomelo chunks. Tomorrow will be nearly the same and the day after we will pack up and fly to New York. The heat will be a fleeting thing. I miss it already. Memories of my chilly nights on the Superior Hiking Trail are still fresh. My body is still catching up to the climate change. In New York it will flip flop again. Jill and I are crazy for a place to settle down for a while that isn’t Minnesota. It looks as if we will return for a little while anyway after New York. The ho-hum life of jetting around I guess.