For the past several mornings I have taken the dog for an early walk. Early for us is 7 am. I love walking at this time of day and seeing the neighborhood when most people are not out. Our neighborhood is very nice -- large lots, tons of trees and foliage, every house different and unique as opposed to cookie cutter. When we were preparing to leave Baltimore, I felt that I was going to miss the variety of plants and trees. I assumed that down here there were only palm trees. This was a very wrong assumption. :) I love looking at other people's landscaping to see all the different kinds of things they have planted, and in our neighborhood there seems to be a lot of area remaining as it was before the houses were built.
Lest you think it's all fun and contentment here... this morning I saw the second Florida roach in the house. It was in the drawer under the sink where I keep my hair supplies. The first roach was on the ceiling in the kitchen, Monday night, and Dan got up on a stepstool to grab it with a wad of paper towels. This second roach I thought I would get with a wad of toilet paper, but I hesitated out of sheer disgust and terror and the thing scurried away. UGHHHH.
I found an informative link from the University of Florida that talks about dealing with the roaches (http://edis.ifas.ufl.edu/ig082), but unfortunately for the moment we are apparently providing a perfect place for them to live and breed, with all of our boxes sitting around and nice tight dark piles of stuff. It makes me even more motivated to unpack.
I have not yet told the girls about either of the roaches.
I could be writing about so many other adventures and experiences we are having as transplants to Florida, but you can see I am fixating on these nasty bugs.
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