Tag: Florida
Return Home
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 morning of the solstice. But it was still beautiful. Unfortunately I neglected to tell Xy I was getting our daughter up so early. I also neglected to inform her that […]
Read More → Return HomeFinal Friday
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, with some painting. I spent some time reading Palimpsest by Catherynne M. Valente, but I didn’t make much progress. I’d been picking away at it all week. This book reads […]
Read More → Final FridayTown Thursday
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 like me still prefer to call it Vero. Anyway, my point is that I don’t feel like I’m in “town” when I’m standing in the surf staring out at the […]
Read More → Town ThursdayWednesday Night at the Ocean Grill
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 beat it. They are loving each other and the ocean, loving the place and moment they are in. Another person who loved this place was Waldo Sexton. Like us, he […]
Read More → Wednesday Night at the Ocean GrillSolstice
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 down to the beach. It was still pretty dark, but even at that early hour the eastern sky held a faint glow which grew stronger slowly, slowly, as I watched […]
Read More → SolsticeMissing Monday
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 on Flickr. I’m using them to reconstruct the trip in my mind, to jog my memory as to what happened when. And yet there’s a gap. I didn’t take any […]
Read More → Missing MondayCeviche Sunday
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 readers may recall that Xy and I took a vacation here back in June of 2007, a week of lovebugs and lovemaking. We suspect our daughter was conceived in Vero. […]
Read More → Ceviche SundayFriday Dry
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 to laugh, quietly, to myself. In my mind I thought 10AM, but I didn’t take that too seriously either. When facing up to a long journey, I like to get […]
Read More → Friday DryCloudy with a Chance of Tarballs
Many months ago, we booked a condo in Panama City Beach, Florida. (I should say, my mother-in-law booked the place. We consulted, but it was my in-laws’ dime.) This was well before the explosion of the Deepwater Horizon, long before oil started gushing out into the Gulf of Mexico. Needless to say of all the […]
Read More → Cloudy with a Chance of Tarballs