I can’t think why I’d been baking when we were camping at the San Clemente State Park on the beautiful southern California coast just south of Los Angeles but the scent of ginger had caught the attention of the local residents.
Where is that delicious smell coming from?
Down there somewhere!
Ingrid’s photo of a black vulture reminded me of this poem I had stashed away:
Vinnie the Vulture posed for me in the parking lot of the Everglades National Park. Look at that face. Adorable may be over the top but you have to admit he is kind of cute!
When you see this sign of splatter,
You all had better scatter.
The hippo they call Lu,
Flicks his tail to . . . .
Make everybody scream!
Lu is in the hippopotamus equivalent of an old people’s home. He will celebrate his 54th birthday this month and hippos generally only live to 30. He was at the park when it was taken over by Florida State Parks and given leave to stay. He even has his own Florida State citizenship!
Visit Lu at https://www.facebook.com/LuTheHippopotamus