Tag: florida

Snapshot #11

After a full day yesterday Studly and I are relaxing on our beach today. I will miss this little piece of paradise when we check out tomorrow morning. I’m calling this one, “Under My Umbrella Watching Storm Clouds  Build.”

  

And You Thought YOU Married a Nag

The couple beside me on the beach yesterday ordered a picnic lunch. Not long after their lunch arrived so did a seagull. He was immediately joined by a rather talkative friend. 

 

I couldn’t decide if the nagging bird was negotiating for his fair share of the leftovers, scolding the gull for his lack of aggressiveness, or trying to get his son more playing time on the local Little League baseball team. Whatever it was, he never let up.

Peace, people.

Dolphins and a Disruptive Digit

There’s something that prevents this video of frolicking Dolphins from being absolutely perfect, but for the life of me I just can’t put my finger on it…. 

 
The dolphins were quite spectacular when viewed in person. I cried like a baby watching them leap about in the wake made by our boat. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize my finger was partially obstructing the lens until after the video had been shot. Sigh. It’s worth a watch anyway–the Dolphins put on quite a show.

Peace, people!

Saturday Wanderings

On Saturday morning Studly Doright played in a golf tournament at Southwood Golf Club. I should have stayed home to do laundry in preparation for our trip to Clearwater Beach, instead I went in search of a gift for the faeries, and drove over to Native Nurseries on Centerville Road (nativenurseries.com).

I’d driven past Native Nurseries a number of times, but since I’m not much of a gardener, I didn’t think there was a reason for me to pull in. Boy, was I wrong! I might be in love.  

    
    
 I found some new friends while snapping photos of a staff member relocating caterpillars. Who knew caterpillars were so photogenic?

   
   
And I learned a bit about attracting butterflies to my yard:

   

The staff were friendly, knowledgeable, and super helpful, and even though I didn’t spot any faeries, I suspect a great many reside there. Just look at the tiny dragonfly bench I purchased! My faeries are going to love it!

  
Peace, people!

 

Snapshot #8, I dunno

Can you say “Paradise?” Unfortunately, this one has been titled, “Studly Doright Has the Flu and I’m Sitting on the Balcony of our Hotel Room.”

  

Snapshot #8, I think

I love the names of Florida towns. I call this one, “If you can’t pronounce it, you must be in Florida.”  

Snapshot #6 or Something

I call this one “Storm Gathering.” I snapped it while riding in our little convertible as we drove into Tallahassee on Sunday afternoon. Not long after I took the photo we had to pull over and put the top up. 

 

The Sound of Silence aka The Grandkids are Gone

For almost two weeks we entertained two of our five grandchildren here at Doright Manor. It was the first time Dominique and Jackson have been alone with us for that length of time, and heading into the first week I felt some trepidation.

Would they get bored? Would I be patient with them? Could I train them to cook and clean like small indentured servants? 

As they prepared to leave on Saturday morning I asked them each if they’d had fun, and the answer was a resounding “Yes!”

They rode motorcycles.

  
Fished:


   
Helped Poppa with yard work:

 

Visited Poppa at the office:
 

Chopped down saplings:  
 

Created bird feeders:
   
Rode crazy rides at Wild Adventures:

    
  

That blur is Jackson.
  
   

Rode motorcycles again:  
Enjoyed Japanese stir fry:

 
Helped Poppa and me build a fairy house:

   
    
    
    
Created paracord bracelets for every member of the family:

    
And climbed trees.

 They also rode go karts at a local arcade, but the resident documentarian (me) came down with a nasty head cold and stayed at home for that adventure.

Apparently there was no boredom involved. I never even came close to losing my patience–a true miracle. However, the plan to have the kids take over the cooking and cleaning was for naught. Two out of three works for me. 

Now to enjoy the sound of silence. 

  
 Peace, people!