Annual trip to Fort Lauderdale

Parrots preen in Butterfly-World. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)

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Thursday afternoon:
Piano lessons with “Miss Jane”

Katie plays the piano for Miss Jane (at right). (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
Not the insanity my sister and I endured. “Curve your fingers!” (Smack!) “Pretend you have a tomato under your hand.” (Smack!) 32nd-note arpeggios by Muzio Clementi at the speed of light.


Katie at one of Miss Jane’s many electronic keyboards. (iPhone photo by Jill Scarborough.)

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Friday:
To Butterfly-World with Linda’s brother, still alive at 76.

Adolf Hitler works here. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
“She must have had a difficult childhood,” brother-in-law observed.
“No tip from this kid!” I remarked. (I got her to laugh; wasn’t easy.)
—“We’re out of sausage.” “Well, just pancakes are fine.” “Pancakes are off; all we have is SPAM.” “SPAM-SPAM-SPAM-SPAM; SPAM-BE-SPAM, SPAMbity SPAM.”


The highest point above sea-level in south FL. (iPhone photo by Jill Scarborough.)
(Although maybe not. Jill says Miami has a similar landfill.)


Caged butterflies. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
Lots of fluttering butterflies invisible in this photo; they’re segregated from the exotic birds.


Lorikeets gather to pig out. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
Rainbow lorikeets are native to the Australian east-coast rain-forest.


A lorikeet befriends my brother-in-law. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
(Where’s the food? Hup-hup!)

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Saturday:
Ty pole-vaulting

Ty clears the bungie. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
Ty is being coached because he has potential. (His PR is 10 feet; age-14.)

Katie softball

Katie begins her second circuit of all four bases. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
Part is sloppy fielding, but Katie is one of the few who can hit to the outfield.

After eating out we had ice-cream from a nearby Chill-N

Chill-N’s menu. (iPhone photo by Ty Noble.)


The tank that stores liquid nitrogen. (iPhone photo by BobbaLew.)
The ice-cream is made with liquid nitrogen to flash-freeze it.
(La-dee-dah!)

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I coulda said a lot more, but my only reader woulda been Jill.