Angry mosquitoes whizz past my head like a sniper’s bullets. Squadrons strafe exposed and tasty flesh with military precision. A sting! Slap! Bright red droplets of blood… I’ve been hit! Send in reinforcements. *Photo info: This image is of a dragonfly swarm at Big Lagoon State Park near Pensacola. While mosquitoes here on the Gulf … Continue reading Battle stations
Tag: Florida
Musical Echoes
This weekend I attended a Native American music festival, taking in the beauty and majesty of the culture…. as well as enjoying great food. Throughout the day exceptionally talented flutists performed, some bringing a dozen or more different instruments on stage during their session. The songs were moving and achingly beautiful. Each performer would also … Continue reading Musical Echoes
Oakland: forgotten cemetery
Before heading out for my weekly photo hike, I put out a question to my online friends, asking them where I should go… beach, woods, cemetery or backroads. The vote, overwhelmingly, was cemetery. My friend Kath, suggested the venue first, saying a cemetery would be a good place to photograph, in honor of a short … Continue reading Oakland: forgotten cemetery
Juniper Lake
This week I headed back to one of my favorite stomping grounds - Blackwater River State Park near Holt, FL. Every time I hike there, I find something new. Walking around Juniper Lake, I wandered off the trail (luckily, my smartphone has a compass and GPS), and found the abandoned pilings from an old boardwalk. The … Continue reading Juniper Lake
Off the beaten path
I've mentioned before how much I love having a state park practically in my backyard. I can hike and kayak there, and with my annual pass, it's some of the best money I've ever spent. With Spring Break still in full swing, I'm staying close to home to avoid both the beach crowds and insane … Continue reading Off the beaten path
Spring break’s lost weekend
Frat boys linger late at the bar, throwing out baitless pick-up lines at all the pretty girls misbehavin’ for the lovin’ and attention. Gobsmacked by their lack of success, blaming rejection on the game and not their feeble hunting techniques. All popped collars, and gelled hair, believing they’re irresistable and not just ridiculous. Puffed out … Continue reading Spring break’s lost weekend
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