I took one sip of the tangy, mineral-laced liquid from a small dixie cup and immediately felt older.
I’ve returned to sad, bleak, and bitter coldness, and I’m talking about my heart.
I’d rather forget the congealed and pressed turkey loaf and sad fixings I had at a Cape Coral restaurant on Thanksgiving Day. I wouldn’t feed that gruel to my dog.
I’m grateful for your attention. I’m thankful to be in Florida!
Week two is still warm. It’s sticky, melty, and bright. I think it is just right!
Hurricane Ian forced change.
The dead are tucked away, behind a few cabana rentals, beside a tiny dirt path, hidden on the edge of the jungle.
A morning spent viewing our mysterious trail cam footage is always fun....
During spring, you’ll hear rustling and squawking wafting through the treetops at Kraft Azalea Park in Winter Park, Florida.
It's been thirteen days since Hurricane Ian decimated Fort Myers Beach, raging through Florida and beyond. Today, I'm posting thirteen favorite photos of the area taken during happier times.