Like just about everyone else, I am mostly staying at home except for almost daily walks from my neighborhood off Simmons Road that has recently been enhanced by the new Amelia River-to-Sea Trail t
Neither one of us can remember when we bought the living room TV, but we do agree that it came from Circuit City in Jacksonville.
OK, folks, I don’t usually give you previews of my upcoming columns, but now in the times of COVID-19 and stay-at-home instructions, I pretty much know what I will be writing about in the near futu
Here on Amelia Island, with restaurants, bars, the library, the beaches and many other aspects of our normal life closed due to COVID-19, many of us have taken to walking the many pedestrian paths
For a couple of weeks now, I’ve been admiring the tall, reddish flowers that have sprung up along our dune areas on the north end of the island.
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.