More from the Southland

A few more from the trip down to Florida.

Palm Trees and Spanish Moss... as Florida as khaki short shorts and knee high black socks.

I got to spend a lot of time with Grandpa which was really cool. He may not be able to hear so well but I wouldn't want to be at the wrong end of that man's gun...still a killer shot.
He also loads all of his own shells. This is about a quarter of the stock he has waiting to be filled.
The lovely parents in their prime...
And a fish that has seen better days.
A pair of sunglasses gets left behind as the head they belong on gets dunked in the ocean.

Stay tuned... yet even more to come......