Heading Out-Of-Doors

It is approaching 1300 with a quickness.

I have ants in my pants like something awful!

Think I'll put my sneakers on and take a walk to the creek. This time the North Creek. This is the one that passes under our main road in and travels North up and over to the Channel. I am eager to see what type of work the County Fellow did up there. As I tip-tap these words in the back of my head I am hoping for some fish for Uncle Chester and Aunt Helen.

I am on hold now with the Hillsborough County. I wish to make compliment to Mike who did the awesome dredging out here on the creek. Think I'll name it now. By the powers vested in me by The Great Spirit, the creek that runs North and South in Town And Country shall be known as, "Turtle Creek". It is written - so let it be done. (HA!) I sure do love this creek though and have only gained a good foothold on it by my desire to "just walk"...

...if not for that, just to walk, I would have never had the up and close look at what Turtle Creek looked like before and after the dredging. What an awesomely splendid difference. Mike, I shall provide you with good and kind words to your supervisors. Thank you Sir, and thanks to Hillsborough County for sending this One Man Crew out to attend to some Mother Earth love out here on the Reserve. It's a bitch when the Folks skip a cycle in keeping the governments grass controlled. That's when we really know what were thought of out here. But wait, not here to speak of the government - here to have a good talk.

An anticipation grows to get out for a walk about. I still wait for assistance. It is 1314. (?)

Oh no, it is 1316 and I just got disconnected by the county associate. She did not know which department I was talking about - then "click". She was gone...

...just like these now 18 minutes. Poof and Gone.

Oh well, I'm heading out of here for sure now. Heading out to Turtle Creek.