Saturday morning's bike ride, around a neighbourhood lake.

We stopped to look at one of the many trees that Charley destroyed.



Of course, this family being what it is, the bikes were soon abandoned, and people were in the tree.

I loved the ride ... the sky and the lake were beautiful in the early morning sun.

It was clouding over by the time we left. I still miss mountains, but Florida's wide-open skies have really grown on me. And a native Floridian told me that she has always thought of the clouds as Florida's mountains in the sky - I liked that.