We've seen fountains like this in Kansas City on The Country Club Plaza. We've never had one in our front yard though.
If you don't have enough land for a horse at your vacation home, you might as well have one from your favorite carousel.
We were not expecting to get culture on this driving tour...but here's some art.
This is one of many parks along the drive that provide access to The Halifax River and the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway.
Hate it when you have to wait for one of them yachts to go by.
The dusty, narrow, washboard road to Bulow Plantation Ruins State Park is worth your time.
Someone we don't know was canoeing at Bulow Plantation Ruins State Park.
Be forewarned in Florida. Signs are aplenty warning of the vast abundance of the dreaded insect, The Tick.
There are them there ruins now...surrounded by tons of tick hiding places.
The plantation operated from 1821 to 1836 and grew sugar cane, cotton, rice and indigo. The sugar mill pictured here was the largest in eastern Florida at the time.
Marlon poses while wondering "Is that a tick I feel burrowing itself into my head?"
The plantation was attacked by the Seminole Indians during the Second Seminole War of 1836 and never recovered, with owner John Bulow moving to Paris and passing away that same year at the ripe old age of 30.
A surviving well of the Bulow Plantation...it was surprising, but Marlon wasn't thirsty enough to sample the water.
Do not drive a motorhome down this stretch of The Old Dixie Highway.
We're hungry...time to head for Daytona.
For more pictures, go to http://public.fotki.com/Marlonfleenor/1/2008/april/ormond-beach-and-da/ pictures 45-69.To be continued...