Carrabelle had their cultural event yesterday with authors, music, and food. Learned about some of the history of the area including the rendering of resins and turpentine for the manufacture for ships. We met a courageous author, Michael Kinnett who is an expert on the history of Apalachicola and describes it thru historical novels. We bought one to take it for a test drive.
The little guy pictured on the left is a rare white squirrel native to the area. Judy captured him on a fence during a recent walk. He is not an albino, note the black eyes.

These are some shots of my favorite, favorite, favorite joint here, Carrabelle Junction. The wall displays are very reminiscent of a 50's southern luncheonette. Dining at this place makes me feel at home. The booths are tired and floor is worn. They have fancy coffee drinks and a cuban sandwich without parallel. I will miss this place when I leave.
The library had an outdoor book sale coupled with a soup and
We had another series of tremendous sunset images as we looked to the west departing Harry's at around 6:30. We met up with folks fishing on our beach walk yesterday. The young couple seemed to be very happy to be there.
These recent tales seem like a sales pitch for this small town. It probably is.
all for now
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