The one about Florida scenery. Off I went with some of the Loners to The Flea Market at Marion, with my “Sandy Wells Flea Market shopping bag with wheels” tucked under my arm. Other than butterfly fries with cheese, a hotdog and a bottle of water, $6 thank you very much, I did not buy one single thing! I looked at produce, and nothing moved me. Some of the other girls bought hats and scarves and other great flea market treasures. Nothing moved me. That’s the way it goes sometimes. Back at Grand Oaks I started to break camp; I folded alnd stowed my bicycle, emptied holding tanks, disconnected water, rolled up awning, and just sat and enjoyed the beautiful sunny afternoon. I didn’t go to happy hour today nor dinner at The Bistro at the
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