Friends and sunflowers

Winston and I have made a new friend at S & W RV Park in Shallotte, NC.  Her name is Ginny or Nanna or #1 (for Site #1) depending on with whom you are speaking.  I have no idea of her age but she is a tiny little thing and lives in a travel trailer across the park from us.  Winston refuses  to go for a walk without going around her trailer in search of her.  When he finds her, she gets down on her knees and plays with him.  She is constantly gardening--planting, pruning, pulling weeds, raking--whatever is needed and she insists this isn't work; this is play.  This is one of her sunflowers through an Adobe filter.  I just love the sunny faces of sunflowers--they make me happy.

from Waccatee Zoo, Myrtle Beach, SC

 A good set of horns comes in handy when one's butt itches.

 I'm so pretty, oh, so pretty!

The backside of those beautiful feathers is an engineering marvel.

Here's to the good ole days!  A service station sign in South Carolina.  (Guess what?  Station closed.)

Kentucky and across the Mississippi River

 Leaving Missouri, we briefly traveled through farmlands of Kentucky.  It was early on a Sunday morning and the morning mist still hung low on the fields.

 We traveled along Highway 60, following our map route to cross the Mississippi River into Tennessee.

 Around the curve and up an incline -- oops, too late to choose another route.  (We are traveling in a motorhome, towing a vehicle--remember?)  This is like threading rug yarn into a sewing needle, YIPES.

As we approached the bridge, we prayed that we would not meet another vehicle. This bridge was lane size only and if we couldn't have hung a bit to the left we felt we might lose a side view mirror.  As luck would have it, just as we were nearly across the bridge a truck approached.  I closed my eyes and hope Pete didn't.  We made it.  WHEW.

Arkansas

 Humpty-Dumpty had a great wall in Eureka Springs.  This is a unique and eclectic town that we enjoyed discovering. 

 Do we think the motorhome can make it across the plank bridge to Beaver -- NOT, but the VW Beetle did fine.  After you crossed the bridge you were welcomed to nostalgia and to Beaver, Arkansas, a community of good neighbors.

 In our journey around the area we saw this crown of trees atop one of the rolling hills..

 And farmland complete with cows are plentiful.

Of course I have to mention food.  We took the stairway down from Eureka's Main Street to a lower level and another eclectic little (and I mean little) restaurant called The Oasis.  The entire restaurant had maybe seven tables, a small kitchen and a tiny bathroom--all you need for a delicious lunch, and it was that.

When we still lived in Lockwood Folly, Winston Spotted this baby O'Possum as we were taking our afternoon walk.  He (or she) was so cute, I just couldn't resist grabbing the camera and shooting a few.

We took a boating trip from Beaufort, NC, up to Cape Lookout.  This was another beautiful and enjoyable outing that included lunch (Food is always important :) and a stop by a secluded beach on a nearby island.