Though it is technically winter in Florida, the weather is still warm and sunny year round. I love being able to go out any time of the year and finding a blooming flower on the side of the road, or in a open field. Getting to the flower is the most fun sometimes and can turn out to be a true ADVENTURE!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Reflections
Sometimes it's a smell, sometimes it's a glimpse of a familiar face, sometimes it's something someone says out of the blue, but all of a sudden a flood of memories come back to you and hit you like a ton of bricks. You take a seat to take it all in and there's nothing that you can do to control it, to stop it, to slow it down. You just have to let it run it's course and hope the memories won't tear you apart in the mean time.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Just Buzzing Around
Though I love getting together with a group of photographers and walking a trail, shooting the breeze about the latest lens, camera body, or editing software; I do have to admit that in groups we're really loud. I usually have the most fun when I go off by myself or with a close friend on a trail or a garden down town. I love getting lost in the worlds and tearing up a pair of pants climbing a fence that wasn't there on the way in.
This is Paul Quintero
Robert Frost- The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
"No Fishing"
Everyday I find myself drawn to the outdoors, to nature, to the wildlife that surrounds this city. I am fortunate enough to live in a city that still has some areas where wildlife thrives and coexists with the concrete world that humans have created. I am not against the world that we have created for ourselves but I am a fan of toning things down and preserving the wildlife that we have pushed in very small spaces around us!
Saturday, January 9, 2010
New Years Eve in St. Augustine
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