My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Art is man's nature; nature is God's art” ~ Philip James Bailey On my photo hikes, I've seen some amazing things. The flora and fauna of Florida is vibrant and dramatic. The colors and beauty of nature can never be duplicated by man, no matter how talented the artist.
The Atlantic Hurricane season opens next month, June 1. Over the past several years, the Florida Gulf Coast has been fortunate in that no major storms have made landfall on our shores. We have experienced the effects of a few tropical storms - rain, wind, floods, storm surges - but nothing like our northern East … Continue reading Wave riders
Spring is a reawakening, a time of renewal and rebirth. Tender, green shoots break through cold, frozen ground Reaching up to a warmer sun, a brighter sky Ice yields to fragrant blossoms Calming zephyrs stir winter remnants Fresh air and sunshine melt the final, falling icicles It's a time to celebrate
I choose every letter with great care Crafting each word to shape The perfect sentence. Piecing them together into A colorful quilt I can wrap Around my shoulders on a cold Winter night, when the wind howls, and The moon is full.
The ghost of the Dread Pirate Roberts hovered over the beach. Buried deep in the dunes, tucked away for centuries, his ill-gotten Spanish doubloons. The imprint from his wooden peg leg, the only part of him still manifested in material world, left a telltale sign of his passing. A trail of uniform dimples across the … Continue reading Treasure map
We are bare framework standing immobile against the elements. Bleached white like the bones of a long dead dinosaur, our roots run deep, anchoring us to the earth. We are a monument to perseverance, endurance, unbending stubbornness. There is beauty in our austerity. Stripped of all outer trappings, we withstand the ages, adversity and tragedy. … Continue reading Monument to time
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