Five Weeks

Thirty-five days, beginning in January, reaching across February to grab hold of March.  Five weeks of fun soaking up the warmth of the Florida sun.

There was a big band concert at the beach.



Softball games galore.



A lot of dining out.





A little quiet time here and there.





A quick cruise to Mexico and back again,





And a little horsing around with The Kid.



You're a spunky old gal at 91.



Guess you will just have to come back next winter and we'll see what you can do at 92.