The Lumps, Bumps, and Colors of a Floridian’s Wanderlust

Some of us Floridian’s are born with an unsatisfied longing. Something is always just out of reach when we look at the horizon—something from deep within nags at us. Is it the shouts of our ancestors buried in our genes, or the whispers of past life memories? I don’t know, but when I see a … More The Lumps, Bumps, and Colors of a Floridian’s Wanderlust

Cleaning Trash out of the Water and Alligators Out of the Mind, One Piece at a Time

I was walking across the dock, each weather beaten board creaking beneath my feet.  In the water at both sides of me alligators were rising to the surface.  Their long snouts were peeking out, and their sharp reptilian eyes zeroed in on me, waiting, as though they knew.  Those boards began to fall away, one … More Cleaning Trash out of the Water and Alligators Out of the Mind, One Piece at a Time

The Ghosts in My Backyard: Old Kings Road, Osceola, and Fort Peyton

“Sorry to tell you that you may not have ghosts of pretty ladies and dapper plantation owners in handsome horse-drawn carriages rolling past your backyard every night, along with the quiet footsteps of Seminole moccasins. But that can be a bit of a nuisance, sometimes. Too much giggling and laughing and horses whinnying and all … More The Ghosts in My Backyard: Old Kings Road, Osceola, and Fort Peyton

The Scent of Summer is in a Popsicle: St. Augustine Mom’s Blog 2019 Summer Explore Tour

“Free popsicles,” I said in a luring voice. My boy, who was in an ornery five-year-old sort of mood, didn’t want to go to the park on a beautiful summer day. The Pirate Park no less — the one with the monster sized octopus ready and waiting to be climbed on. Who can resist a … More The Scent of Summer is in a Popsicle: St. Augustine Mom’s Blog 2019 Summer Explore Tour