Today we ride the rails. We purchase our tickets at a window in a building with high ceilings and tall chandeliers of wrought iron. Long wooden benches, smooth from years of use, sit in formation facing the ticket windows in expectation. There are two people ahead of us. We didn’t order our tickets online, we chose … More On a Mission
It’s ridiculous how many pink flowers I have photographed. Here are a few from India to Florida. Twelve more photos.
Apalachicola Day 2 There is something so inspiring about waking to the sound of seagulls singing their early morning fishing song. Beyond that I can faintly make out the sound of ropes and masts meeting each other as the wind and surf rock the sailboats nearby. It’s a beautiful day, I just know it, before … More Apalachicola – It’s Just Fun To Say
Not far from my home is a beautiful, largely unspoiled spate of old Florida called the Merritt Island Preserve. A friend and I were sauntering along dirt roads, slipping into swamps and running into spider webs in search of anything that would make us stop for a moment in awe. We came upon this little … More Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Soft Pastels
My relationship with Florida has evolved much like a good marriage. It began courting me when I was younger, using my grandparents as bait. I would fly from Washington DC to St. Petersburg by myself when I was about 8. The lovely stewardesses (that’s what they were called back then) would take good care of … More I Heart Florida – Alphabet Photo Challenge – F
F is for flowers. Can there ever be too many flowers? Nope.
I have abandoned my writing most nearly a month now. At first I didn’t miss it, I felt I had nothing new to contribute and who was reading it anyway. But about a week in I got a little sad, longing for the click of the words across the blank screen. I busied myself with … More Plan B
There is something about wandering. It can be done anytime anywhere, in nature, in a mall, through a city, even in your own backyard. It’s mostly free and all you really need are feet and a sense of curiosity. I grew up in a very sensual environment just outside Washington DC. My father was a … More Park It
Amrit Yoga Institute, Salt Springs, FL: This morning as I left my room to get a cup of tea I cast a passing glance at the beautiful lake behind me. I have so many pictures of sunrises and sunsets on this lake that I have actually become complacent about them. I noticed there … More The Color of Breath