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  • Do You See What I See?

      Back to basics. A walk on the beach with my favorite 8 month old friend, who now looks when I point to the pelicans flying so close by above the waves.     St. Augustine Beach, Anastasia Island State Park, Florida

  • A Delight

        Stuck inside all day, I had to come home to this, sailor's delight!       Off the deck again, a perfect day turns to perfect night in St. Augustine, Florida.

  • Runaway Buoy

        When we realize that we are the ones writing our own stories, it comes with a certain acceptance that some of the "well intentioned" institutions of our childhoods (church, school, family) might have led us astray – for a decade or two or three, like this runaway buoy that, were it still functioning…

  • What’s Your Story?

        Everyone has a story.   This guy was picking up dead fish just outside the perimeter set by the beach re-nourishment team, back in September. Someone asked him if the fish had died because of the pumping of the sand onto the beach, and he said, no, that he didn't know what had…

  • Focused

        Will it be easier to stay focused in 2013? It kind of feels like it will be!   Probably too early to tell!       Spanish moss hanging on a Live Oak tree at Washington Oaks State Park, Florida.

  • First Day of the Year

        A beautiful day to start the year. Lucky me, I got to spend most of it walking barefoot on this beach, and resting my perfectly weathered head on a perfectly placed log.   How was your first day, of this odd year?       St. Augustine Beach, Anastasia Island State Park.

  • Petal By Petal

      Petal by petal, this rose is put together, blooming at the end of a sturdy stem, just like us!       In the rose garden at Washington Oaks State Park, Florida, December 2012.

  • That Takes Some Living…

        Cloudy in the morning with a downpour that seemed like it might never end. Sunny in the afternoon with wind gusts that could knock your socks off.     Isn't it nice getting older and understanding the vagaries of fickle weather, and fickle feelings too? Able to trust and to know that the…

  • And Now I Hear The Train Whistle…

        Okay, it's after midnight and I'm still here. No black comets or super volcanos that I know of.   I'm still here, I can see my hands on the keyboard and the rim of my cheater glasses, so it's still me in here.   Is there anybody else here? Klesha is here, anyone…

  • Just Ducky

        If the world is coming to an end in a couple of days, do you have your ducks in a row?   What can that possibly mean if it all ends?   After all, don't you always do the best that you can on any given day?   So relax, either it will…