It was cold Saturday - windy, eyes-watering, go-to-Target-buy-a-hoodie-cold, not just Florida cold. I never plan well for my photo hikes. I tend to forget things, especially things I need - like hiking shoes, extra batteries for my camera (you know, to use if/when the battery in your camera dies when you're an hour from home), … Continue reading Glove weather
Category: Sundays in My City
Bag of bones
This weekend I headed back to the Boneyard. It was cold and windy, and it felt like a driftwood sort of day. I got a late start on my hike Saturday, so I stayed at the beach for sunset. It seems that the colder it is, the more brilliant the skies. Aside from the relics … Continue reading Bag of bones
Escaping into the woods
Last week I missed my photo hike. Probably the first time that has happened in more than two years. I was off doing the whole "my-kid-is-home-from-college-family-togetherness" thing. I'll admit to getting a little twitchy not being able to get out, but it was nice to hang with my daughter and have everyone home at the … Continue reading Escaping into the woods
Left to my own devices
While most tourists to my part of the world tend to congregate at the beaches, there are so many other beautiful places to visit. The perk for me when hiking at these lesser known Florida nature spots, is that I rarely have to share the trail with other people. That means I can do whatever … Continue reading Left to my own devices
A beach holiday
Saturday dawned cool, but sunny. It was Dec. 1, I finished with NaNoWriMo (and successfully, thankyouverymuch!) and since I had missed my photo hike last weekend, I got an early start this weekend. My goal was to attempt a sort of Christmas shot. The beaches around here truly are snow-white. It's similar not only in … Continue reading A beach holiday
When I let my fingers do the hiking
It doesn't happen often, but this weekend I stayed home and didn't get out for my usual photo hike. Instead, I spent the holiday weekend with my kids. My daughter, who is living out-of-state attending grad school, was home for Thanksgiving, so when she wasn't hanging with old friends (who were also visiting over their … Continue reading When I let my fingers do the hiking
Thin spiral notebook 