I Will Return

Have you given up on me?  I promise I will get with the program eventually.  But for now posts will be intermittent at best.



The car is packed and heading north.  When we arrive at Little Red in a couple of days things will be hectic and we will not have internet service until after May 6th.

Keep the faith, I will return.

Plenty of Nothing

I know.

I know.

It has been a week since my last post.

But folks,

I've got nothing.

Okay,  so there is one little story rattling around in that void between my ears .  It has been rattling around now for almost a week but I can't seem to find the right words to put it together.

Perhaps it needs to rattle around a little longer.

In the mean time we are packing and preparing to close up shop here in increasingly hot and humid south Florida.  That's right peeps, it's almost time to head north.

My BAA south walking buddy is already gone.  And I miss her.  I do.

I wonder if she bought her some skinny jeans on the trip north?

I wonder if Little Red is finished?

I wonder if this makes any sense?


You see what I mean?

Nothing.

It Still Works

Dusting off the macro lens.

Amazingly it still works after all of these months.

An Old Friend

Over the weekend I ran into an old friend.

We haven't spent much time together in quite some time.

Our greeting was tentative at best.

She was still reeling from the sting of my rejection.

But soon the old familiarity returned,

And we picked up where we left off several months ago.

My camera and me.



We made plans to spend more time together.

Even toying with attempting another 365 Project.

But for now,

we're both content to shake off the cobwebs

and see where life takes us.

Touch and Go

Do you know how hard it is to take sharp pictures while drifting along on moving current in a kayak?

Very.

My images from our little expedition did not do the day justice.

And my kayak?

It was taking on water.

My flip flops were floating in the bottom of said vessel.

Eventually I called it a day and handed my camera bag over to the Art Teacher for safe keeping.

It was touch and go there for awhile.

I thought I was on the Titanic.

Into The Mangroves

Finally.

The moon and the stars aligned.

On a perfect Wednesday morning beneath a robin's egg blue sky and puffy white clouds our little boats were launched.



I had been wanting to do some kayaking, south Florida style, for several years.  But The Kid is not an adventurer when it comes to small boats and hot sun and I wasn't about to go it alone.  Not here.  Not where the weather can turn on a dime and the mangrove lined channels have more twists and turns than a 50 pound box of pretzels.

Here there is safety in numbers.  And so I waited.

Patiently.

And one day.

Yesterday.

The moon and the stars aligned and the Dentist, the Art Teacher and the Photographer set sail across the wide expanse of bay.

Into the mangroves.



There is another world among the mangroves.



Silent.  Peaceful.  Calm.



At times the channel was so narrow there was no choice but to proceed single file.



Sun light slid through the trees casting shadows across the water.



A few crabs darted along submerged roots.  But there were others. (I'm convinced of it.)  Lurking in the safety of the shadows.  Watching our progress with curious eyes.



But the beauty was in the dance.

Of light and dark.

The tango of the sun on the tangled roots of the Mangrove.



And it was spectacular.

Feeding Time

Feeding time at the zoo.



You have to have a few screws loose to do this for a living.



Just saying.

Making Memories

The sun was shining.  The sky was blue.  The water smooth as glass.

It was a perfect day for making memories.



Memories of deserted islands in the middle of the ocean.



Of casting the line and waiting impatiently for that little tug on the other end.



Of gathering shells cast by the thousands onto a sandy beach.



of laughing with family.



And long walks along the shore.



Memories of time spent with Grammy



And sand squishing between little toes.



Of playing in the cool Gulf water,

and not minding it one little bit.



It surely was a perfect day for making memories.

Were You Wondering

In case you have been wondering where I have been this week....



These two munckins are in town.  And no, I didn't boil water.



Nor did I purchase a camel.



But we're having a great time anyway.