I got Persephone up at dawn to see the sunrise on our last morning at Vero. Unfortunately it wasn’t quite as dramatic as on the…
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I got Persephone up at dawn to see the sunrise on our last morning at Vero. Unfortunately it wasn’t quite as dramatic as on the…
And so it’s come to this, at last, inexorably and inevitably. The final day of our vacation. Persephone started her morning as she usually did,…
Technically, the city of Vero includes plenty of beachfront. In fact the city officially changed its name to Vero Beach back in 1925 but old-timers…
Here’s a mix to enliven your Fourth of July.
The theme for Wednesday was love. Look at the love in this picture. Mother and daughter on the beach, wading into the surf? You can’t…
I’m going out on a limb and predict Obama wins in 2012. You may scoff but remember I have an unblemished record of success in…
Tuesday was the Summer Solstice. I got up super early (4AM by my body clock, which was still in the Central Time Zone) and headed…
I took a lot of photos on this vacation. Around 400, I think, the best of which are slowly finding their way into a set…
Let’s see. My last post got us most of the way through Saturday. We arrived in Vero mid-afternoon and checked in at the Driftwood. Longtime…
When my in-laws asked what time we should leave, I said 7AM, and they laughed, and my father-in-law suggested 9AM. Then it was my turn…
Forget two-point-oh, the web is turning two-oh (that’s twenty) in just over a month. Please join the celebration.
Posting has been a little thin here lately, for good reason: I’ve been on vacation. My plan now is to back up in time and…
Project Conversion is still getting into my head. I came across a phrase there one night, a phrase that stuck with me: the spiritual rogue.…
I’m mentioned briefly in an article published by The Lens: Homeowner or homeless? St. Louis Street resident fights to hang on to what he has.…
Dear Persephone, I meant to take notes on all the crazy things you’ve said over the last few weeks. But time got away from me.…
The wounded tree that stands at the end of Bayou St. John is even more wounded now. What happened here? Bark is scattered all around…
The center where I work is co-sponsoring Rising Tide this year. Here’s your official invitation from the conference organizers. Rising Tide NOLA, Inc., will present…
John Lydon, aka Johnny Rotten, is one of my personal heroes. That’s why it’s so hard for me to accept that he actually said this.…
My week as a bachelor is drawing to a close. When we did this last year it was pretty tame. I saw some movies, which…
Some mornings the journey to the workplace is a boring old slog. But not usually, not for me. I try to make a point to…