The switch to tropical Naples

We are here, not quite a week,  in the land of swaying palm trees, white sand, and all things tropical. It's a bit too warm though, not suffocating summer temps but not the mild 70's that allow all doors and windows to be thrown open. It will come, along with the mobs of seasonal people who so far are just trickling in, which is us too, of course.

Buddhist monk or older woman swathed in red? Hoped it was the first, turned out to be the latter.

Orienting back for some reason has been pretty easy. I've already jumped into art class with my fabulous teacher and friend Patty, been to the beach, as you can tell, and instantly adjusted to every type of store available within my fingertips. Well of course Dahhhling.

I am on the hunt for all things wild. It's not Star Mt. but there is still much to see.

Mark is already zipping back and forth to Miami, with additional travel elsewhere as business is booming. Should be an interesting next few months.