A poem by Sara Teasdale begins: There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling … Continue reading Neither Bird Nor Tree
Holly and I had built up the return of the Prodigal Bus Sandy to her home environs at White Sands, … Continue reading White Sands
Leaving Florida, the consensus of those with say in such things was to not miss New Orleans. At Topsail Preserve, … Continue reading Southern Accents
We never intended to stay in Florida for two and a half months, but we DID intend to not rush … Continue reading Florida’s Forgotten and Emerald Coasts
Florida is a big state. We’re still here. After our visit with Adrienne on Christmas, we headed south. In Homestead, … Continue reading Florida, cont.
We hit Savannah on our way to Florida. We only stayed one night* but absolutely loved what we saw. We … Continue reading Savannah
Halloween had been a pivotal day on our calendar for months. For one, we celebrated Rebecca and Matt in costume. … Continue reading Pointing it South