Jonathan Dickinson State Park, Hobe Sound, Florida (Jupiter)
… I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength. ~ Philippians 4:11b-13
In fact, I would’ve worn it yesterday, where once again we would’ve matched,
but this one has a small patch on it in the front, so I didn’t want to wear it out.
It’s not a “public shirt”. : )
Originally, I didn’t think I’d have anything for today except a few road pictures, because we moved today and it was supposed to be a 5 hour 5 minute 281 mile drive – which ended up taking 40 extra minutes due to high traffic volume and two short stops. We were also returning to the exact same site we were in last February. Because of those reasons, I had already decided to bring back my “Shower” special edition.
O’leno State Park, High Springs, Florida
After dinner, Blaine and I decided on a walk to stretch our legs after sitting for so long in the coach today, and a walk that began with Blaine saying, “We won’t go very far.”, turned into three miles. So here are a few pictures. 😊
What do you think? Which one is upside down, and which is right side up? 
One is the picture – the other a reflection.
I’ll still include the reprise of my Special Edition Shower post from February of last year:
The Shower.
Every so often, it becomes necessary for me to use the campground showers. Those would be the times when Blaine’s booked us a site for 10 days or more with no sewer hook-up.
I use quite a bit of water when I shower. Mostly it’s because of my hair. It’s pretty thick stuff and it takes a lot to get it wet and rinse it. Add in conditioner, and . . . well, it occasionally becomes necessary for me to go elsewhere.
Mostly the campground showers are fine.
In this place, they are interesting. To say the least.
Granted, they’re very clean and well kept. That’s a good thing, because once, I refused to shower in one because the opposite was very true! Unidentified gunk on the floor and wall, globs of hair that could double as a nest for some creature, spider webs. Absolutely NO WAY!! I didn’t care if I stunk to high heaven and my hair got so greasy you could prep a cake pan with it! Blaine found a solution, which I am unable to share with you.
Here’s why the showers here at High Springs are so interesting.
First off, there’s a ceiling fan that runs on high constantly and there’s no way to turn it off. It’s strategically positioned right outside the shower stall doors and provides a wonderful cooling breeze. I suppose maybe that’d be nice in the summer? Not so wonderful now.
All the walls and floor are tile. Not so bad usually, but there’s absolutely no heat in this place. That means, going into the stall is like walking into a freezer, and once you step out of your flip-flops, you’re standing on a block of ice. And don’t forget about that cool breeze!
The stalls are nice and long, so at least there’s plenty of room. Let me say it another way. The stalls are nice and long, so there’s not even a glimmer of hope of warming anything up, especially with that breeze.
Eventually, the water’s nice and hot and plentiful at least. The problem is, the adjustment is at least 10 feet away – beyond the curtain. So’s your towel. So’re your clothes. You have to jog back and forth like a speed skater until you get the temperature right. And then, heaven forbid someone comes in and flushes a toilet! YIKES! The first time I got caught. . . The second time I jumped out of the way of the ice water challenge just in the nick of time!
Oh! Did I mention that the floors are slanted towards the drain, and there’s no shelf? That means the shampoo bottle et al, fall over. Shaving your legs? Better have gymnastic talent for balancing!
When you’re showering, it’s sorta like being in an oven and a freezer at the same time – depending on which side is exposed to what – the water or the air.
Oh! Did I mention there’s a heat lamp? Yeah. Nice, huh? It’s at least 15’ above the dressing part of the stall. Way too high to do any good, but I turn it on anyway. Who knows? If it helps even a smidge, why not? Not! I think the fan blows away any bit of heat it might produce.
So now you’re done. Race to your towel and back under the spigot because at least the floor’s warm there for a minute. A minute. It’s good if you have the skills of a quick-change artist, otherwise, the memory of that hot shower vanishes rapidly.
Oh! And make sure your feet are dry before you leave, otherwise you’ll be bringing home enough sand to begin creating a First-Class sandbox. Everything here is sand. Everything.
Ok. Ok. I’ll admit it. This post is a bit overdramatic. I couldn’t resist. Everything I wrote is true, just dramatized for effect. Who doesn’t enjoy a little drama now and then? 😊
I’m actually quite happy to have the shower! Truly!
By the way, the shower’s just as I left it 13 months ago – – except maybe just a titch warmer. 😊
By the way – – that scripture verse at the top? Purely a God thing! Again! I had that verse pasted on this date over two weeks ago, before I even thought of putting in the shower reprise, or the traffic or the generator repair! So that’s at least two days in a row! Isn’t He amazing???