In Which I Venture Out And Have A Lovely Time

When the father and son crew were here a few weeks ago to take out our Bradford pears, the son saw an old car in our yard that he was interested in. Total beater. Mr. Moon pretty much bought it to help out an old friend although he did get it running recently. No guarantees that it would keep running so he was loathe to sell it, even for cheap to Nathan, the guy who wanted the car. However, it turned out that Nathan has a pontoon boat and so he traded two short fishing trips on the St. Marks river for the car so that Glen could take the grandkids out in two groups. Everyone was happy. 
Today was August and Levon's day. Their mama went too but Vergil had a thing he had to do. Ultimate frisbee? I don't know. I was invited to go fishing too, but I did not want to get up that early so when Glen suggested that I meet them for lunch after they fished, I figured that was a great idea. 

Jessie sent me that picture of a happy Boppy. He was so excited to go fishing with those boys. 

Glen said that the boys were perfectly serious about it all and wanted no help when it came to casting or bringing their fish in. "We can do it," they said. 
And they could. 

All the fish caught today got thrown back to grow a little more. 

I got down to St. Marks just a little before they came back in to the dock. Vergil and Sophie drove over too so that we could all go to lunch together. There's a pretty cool place right on the river that I love, mostly because of the giant palapa roof that grackles fly in and out of. 

The food is not THAT great but it's the ambiance. You know? And we had a very good time. There's a pirate in the original part of the cafe that is perfect for photo ops. 

I love those boys so much. When we were walking back to the table, August slipped his hand in mine and I could have died happy. 

I drove home after lunch and the sky was so amazing. Lots of different weather threatening and painting the sky with drama and boldness. I kept trying to take pictures out of the window which did not really come out too well and which is not, I admit, a great idea. 
But. Like this.

When I got to the end of the road where it dead-ends into Gamble Road, which is also the road we take to the Wacissa, I was able to take a decent picture.

If you look carefully, you can see a campaign sign for Chris Tuten. Remember my post about him? Well, about his name, anyway. 

And when Mr. Moon got home, we did another fun thing which was to go look at a house with Lily and Lauren. The whole divorce thing is finally over for my girl and as part of the settlement, Jason gets the house and she gets some money. So time to house hunt! We have a realtor who has helped us with several houses now. Mr. Moon met him when he was seventeen years old when he bought his first car from Glen. He impressed Glen then and he impresses us still and once again, he is helping us. It's been so long since they met that the man has a son at FSU now. 
Boy. Does time fly. 
The house had a lot to love about it. Two of the main things were that it's only about a mile and a half from where Lily and Lauren live now so no changes in schools or anything and also, that it's got a really good sized yard with fencing so that Chloe and Pepper could run outside all day long.  

However, you know how this goes- it could take awhile. 

But it was fun to look at the house and imagine my grandchildren there, Lily in the kitchen, Lauren planting a garden in the yard, a lot of natural light in the house where Lily's plants could thrive. 

So it's been a very pleasant day. Being on the water, even for just a little while, dipping my toe into my daughter's dreams, observing the sky as I drove under it, being with my sweet, funny grandsons, catching up with Jessie. And being sweet and happy with my husband. 

Yeah. A good Sunday. 

A sign I spotted at St. Marks. 

Peace and love, y'all. 

Ms. Moon