One of my favorite things to do in Fernandina Beach is to go on walks with friends. Over the years, as we have all aged, our walks have gotten shorter but no less fun.
Bucko and I love to get away from the busyness of Amelia Island sometimes and explore pockets of Old Florida not so far away.
I’ve never bragged about being a diligent gardener.
When I drive around town and beyond, I enjoy looking at people’s yard art. Statues of herons, egrets, and flamingos seem to be favorites around these parts.
During my most recent visit to Gainesville I was vividly reminded about longevity and long-lasting friendships – something represented by the symbol of cranes, some say.
If these were days of yore, when our island was covered with natural forests and you were living off the land, you would find plenty of game, nuts, fruits, and greens in the environment to feed you
Bucko and I have a Christmas routine, just the two of us. Sure, we have family and friends, but they are scattered around the world with their own activities around Christmas time.
Oh, good. If you’re reading this, it means that both of us have survived Christmas.