Why does the eye see a thing more clearly
in dreams than the imagination when awake...
Four thirty in the morning. I have been awake since two am.
Why? I'm not sure, or maybe I am and I just am blocking it out.
I've been dreaming and I I thought I heard Brutus.
There is no denying that Florida is beautiful, especially our hometown
of Fort Lauderdale, but I am now ready to go back home to Branson.
For me that is home right now. The apartment in Fort Lauderdale is just
too quiet. Something is missing, and at home Sniff is waiting for us.
Yes, I am counting down the days until we go home.
That being said, we are enjoying some of the things we have missed.
I have missed some of my tropical fruits. On Saturday we went to the Swap Shop
where I stocked up with just about every fruit I was missing. I Have already had
coconuts, guavas, mangoes, papayas and so much more. That makes me happy.
Seeing all the palm trees is a beautiful sight, and yes I have missed them,
but when I am in Branson I hardly ever think about it. The difference
between Branson and Fort Lauderdale is like night and day.
I did not think that coming back here would affect me this much.
One day I know we will come back for good. I want that day to come,
but that day is not now. It will be home again when Sniff is here with us.
Looking forward to enjoying the rest of our time here.
Happy Sunday to all and to all a good day.
Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional, it's the
people and things that come to your mind when you hear it...