We walked through a little area where it was overgrown and right on the water. My husband insisted upon walking out into the overgrowth with our son, me, the dog and the camera in tow. I swear I heard rustling in the brush and I could feel alligator eyes all over us. Steve, our three year old and Frankie the puppy would make a great snack. After a few seconds of panic and flashes of scenes out of Jaws running through my mind, I scooped up Frankie and pushed Steve back out of the brush, frantically saying, "Do you hear those noises? Were going back to the car!"
There was an old house that I was completely fascinated with. It was at the front of the state park which was odd. Are they trying to keep people out with the scary old dilapidated house, that, by the way, still has power running to it? Does this remind anyone else of Jennys house in Forrest Gump?
This is a picture of an armadillo. Yes, I was very excited to capture this photo. I felt like I was working for National Geographic, I got right into its face and took some pretty darn good pictures, I think so anyway. And yes, there were people looking at me like I was a weirdo, because if you saw someone taking pictures of, say, a raccoon like it was a some sort of Golden Bald Eagle or something, you would think they were weird too.
Cheers.

Lovin the armadilla!
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