Thursday, November 20, 2014
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Monday, November 17, 2014
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Being the horse capital of the world, Ocala has lots of horses and horse farms. Ocala also has hundreds of horse statues. Here are just a few. The first three are located near to the community in which we live. The last two you may recognize as being part of the "Horse Fever" project.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Monday, August 11, 2014
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Friday, August 8, 2014
You'll notice I took this shot from behind a fence. You may remember a previous shot where I leaned over the fence to focus and the bull charged me! The fence is rickety (notice the broken board) and I was afraid it wouldn't hold, but I made a hasty retreat on my bicycle and got away unscathed. I was more careful this time. That bull may be small but he's very protective of those goats!
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Red's is something of an Ocala area institution. It's located just southwest of the city but its clientele come from all over the area. Open for breakfast and lunch only, Red's offers good old down-home cooking, and they don't skimp on the portions.
We've eaten there on a couple of occasions and the place is usually so jammed with people it's hard to find a space in the parking lot.
Monday, August 4, 2014
If you need a hitch put on your vehicle, or you're looking for hitch-related accessories, the Hitching Post is the place to go. And you'd be wise to ask for Tony, whose picture appears below...Tony will see that you are treated with respect and that your needs are met.
Friday, August 1, 2014
Meet Ricky the inquisitive raccoon who lives at the Ocala Golf Club.
Actually I don't know if his name was Ricky - I just made that up. For some reason he looks sort of like a "Ricky," and he was certainly inquisitive. I think he intended to beg for food; we did have some nice candy bars in our golf cart that the crows hadn't stolen. But he decided begging was beneath him and he knew he'd find all the food he needed in neighborhood garbage cans that night.
So he scampered across the fairway and into the woods. That was the last we saw of Ricky.