Laugh at me if you must (Ok, but don't. Because if you do, I'll probably cry buckets. And then I'll have to get the ol' ShamWow! out to sop it all up, and I'm just too tired for all that tonight) but I didn't know that Galveston was an island. As we approached it, for whatever reason, my brother's radar tuned in and he said to me, "You know Galveston is an island, right?"
Uhhhhh, no! I've never been able to overcome the pathetic excuse of geography classes my small parochial school provided in the 50s. In Texas, you cross a very long bridge to get to Galveston. But what a wonderful place! Our time was way too short there! Here are more of the Galveston tree sculptures:
And if you look closely in the background of the Tin Woodman, you might notice Doug doing a special little dance. To ward off more rains, maybe????
But here, you can probably guess why Doug was doing that little jig.