Last Night on the Coast

 It's my last night here. Sad. But my motto is to leave before people get tired of me. I'll just give you a sampler of some more of my Gulf Coast experiences.

Yesterday we went out to eat in Biloxi. The maritime scenes and decor are so familiar to me. This is the view from the restaurant and the end of Deer Island.

However, you probably won't see a Marlin in Michigan.

Or crab art made from bottlecaps.

Homes near the water that have been rebuilt after Katrina have to have their living space high above the ground level. Some are more finished than this one, but this does a good job of showing what I mean. The lower level is storage or garage space.

Recovery is not complete, but things are pretty well back to normal. Here's a recreational paraglider over the Gulf.

This is a grove of Crepe Myrtle trees- very common ornamental tree in the South, but I liked the light and shade.

This evening, Margaret made pizzelles which are Italian waffle cookies. Her neighbor came over and we talked about the trail.

I've probably doubled my knowledge of the South in three days. That's a measure of how little I knew, not so much about how much I've learned.

And primarily, I've renewed my friendship here. Such good times.

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