Free to be me Florida Christian Bloggers Retreat part 2

Good Day

Speaking of Good Days

My trip to Florida was full of them.

The nights...well this was the first evening.

After  we all gathered for a wonderful visit at Angie's home

we all went out to lunch.

It was a real nice easy visit and just getting aquainted time.

Those who were flying in all were together and it was time for a good rest.

My shelter was nestled in the midst of many and I was alone.

After my nap I had a little visitor in my room.

When I asked him to show himself a little mouse stopped in his tracks and looked up at me.

I ofered him an escape out the door but he choose to scurry off into the other part of the house.

I told my host who was concerned that I was alone in the home to be assured that I was not.

Telling them of "Henry" (the name the mouse was coined).

The others were all up in the house that the leaders were all staying in.

It was perfect!

For as per Angie's nurturing instructions, I took a nap.

After I unpacked and showered it was time for the next surprise of the day.

I had the privilege of  joining the leadership team at a wonderful estate for a supper.

The supper was served by the youth of a local congregation at the home of the sweetest hostess.

It was the best company and a wonderful meal.

It was the conversations that were more than just the icing on the cake.

Now sitting across from me was the most beautiful, graceful, poised woman.

This raging beauty began to express that she had a great distaste for frogs and lizards.

Well those of you who know me can just see it coming :)

So others laughed that just the afternoon at my nap I had a little visitor in my room.

This woman of the South with here delightful tone began to tell us all of her experience, with such, just recently.

She told of of these traps that the critter runs across. As it is terribly stuck in his tracks. 

Well being a woman of some level of compassion she could not stand to just look at this predicament her nemesis had gotten itself into.

So Like any well meaning demure woman might do

She pulled out her 357 Magnum and emptied the clip into this now vanished little critter and put it clean out of it's misery.

Henry ought to be grateful I am from out West
:)

Oh I laughed so hard for the summation of her tail totally caught me off guard.

The tables were set so lovingly

Now as we sat around this table tails of critter retaliations continued...

Next to me sat a wonderful woman who was so short a stranger that we were just close as could be.

Of course this hospitality of those Southern women was just that way.

Began she a tail of the SKUNK.

Well now Connie is a column of support a pillar of sorts

Like those stalagmites and stalactites that merge overtime deep within the caverns of the earth.

Connie began...

She was visiting in the city and a skunk was troubling the house.

It had sprayed the foundation and it was obvious that something just had to be done.

So Miss Connie went outside and formally addressed said skunk...

"now in the name of JESUS you die!"

Well she was witnessed by a daughter and grandchildren doing so.

Some time later a child was out in the yard crying.

A neighbor child thought to have found a pet cat on the lawn in distress...

Well they went out to tend to the girl and there before them

YEP!

feet in the air on it's back

the dead skunk!

 

Out of the laughter came feed bellies.

The supper was so wonderful and sweetly served us by such kind youthful hands.

 

We all choose boas and the fun was at hand.

Now at one point our hostess there to the left spoke up about the little frogs before mentioned.

She the lamb so woolly that a blanket could of been knitted to cover this crowd with the kindness she grew.

We all quickly attended the wall at her anouncment that said frog was on the wall.

I went over to him and said hello

Flanked on each side by my camera totting fellow bloggers.

I said "hello, now aren't you just the cutest thing" he turned his head and it was noticed by those around me that he was listening to me.

Just at that moment as I praised this little fellow. 

He jumped right on my cheek and those women armed with the shutters so fast caught his little self in mid flight.

We all just rolled.

Only me.

I love that I have this thing with the critters.

It was so wonderful that they got to know me a little better that this is just who I am.

Now at one point desert and a nice time of fellowship wrapped up the evenings beauty.

 

We all returned to our little paradise

and soon I was off to sleep .

 

This a full nights rest for me.

I alone in that little house.

All the others stayed up so late and felt it.

For me it indeed was meant to be a time of rest.

 

Sunrise the next morn and a trip to Angie's for a wonderful

start to the day.

We had a retreat to attend too.

We all drove over to the other church and began the set up.

Now ya know Angie saw to it I did very little.

She was determined I took it easy.

So I respected that.

 

Florida sunrise gives pause to this story.

It was the dawn of a wonderful new day.

to be continued...