This was a multi-part day. After a later than usual breakfast Jean and I went for our walk and in addition to the various birds seen previously were several roseate spoonbills, as in the photo.
The major task of the day was the breaking up and stacking into containers all of the sheetrock and other debris from the dismantled study closet which was piled in the carport. Once stashed into liftable units we loaded them in the SUV and drove them down to the garbage pick-up area at the bottom of the yard. I then swept up the little stuff and finally hosed down the area.
After lunch I did a major amount of leaf-blowing to clear the driveway and carport and the large theoretically grassy area between them and the fence that separates this yard from the neighbor's. I came in for a cuppa tea and a rest and started slipping into a nap. Pete took the hint and went and had an even longer one himself while Jean pottered and then did paperwork.
After an early dinner we headed back to Tampa to the same performing arts center as before arriving concurrently with a vast number of people all wanting to use the parking garage. This time we were in one of the major auditoriums. Despite being up in the third floor Balcony we had front row seats and a great view of all 50-60 members of the Florida Orchestra. The program was Raymond James (sponsored) Pops doing A Night in the Tropics with Charles Lazarus (a trumpeter) conducted by Sarah Hicks. The program was really very good and enjoyable, although my personal preference would have been for a bit more orchestra only and a bit less trumpeter.
About the time we arrived it was starting to rain (first time in quite a while down here and badly needed) and clearly it rained throughout the performance and continued to do all the way back home. I was very glad that "the youngster" Jean and not my one-year older self was doing the driving. It was a good day.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
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