OK, I have been home 24 hours now, as of 4 a.m. this morning, and I am still tired & groggy. I love being places but the travel to get there is always exhausting. I did upload my pictures and one taken on that magical day snorkeling around Daphne Minor (Seymour North area) really appeals to me right now. It was taken as we approached the Pelican Beach (my name, don't know the correct one). I developed a close, personal relationship with one of the Pelicans, roosting in the mangroves over my head . . . . Don assured me it means good luck.
2 comments:
Hey Candace. Good job in blogging. Your have a forgiving heart since you think it's good luck. It is good luck. The plane didn't crash. It's better than the Pope splashing holy water on you. Your not "Shit out of luck" ;-)
Candace, That is a beautiful photo. I did not get to visit that area since I went diving the day my kids went to Seymore and Daphne isles.
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