Once a month, we pack up the car and get out of town.

We had a family field trip to Selby Gardens with Grandma Polly.

On a narrow dirt road just off the interstate in Tampa, through a tunnel of oak trees, you’ll find 67 acres of scrub, tree canopy, and lakes where cats roam.

I’ve been collecting old Florida postcards for years. I pick them up here and there, especially the ones with familiar places, or my favorite plants, or a lovely note to a friend. 

We spent this past week at our favorite little hideaway on an elbow of Big Pine Key.

Hurricane Michael is far offshore from Tampa but it’s spinning off storms in our direction. The clouds are passing over our house so quickly we can watch them from the window like cars driving by. I hope everyone in the Panhandle is boarded up and hunkered down. 

I’m feeling for our friends and family in the path of Hurricane Florence. 

Last year’s trip to Port Alexander, Alaska was so incredible we had to do it all over again. Once again, we fished hard and ate well. On our final day we woke up to a heavy blanket of fog, and just like last year, the sea plane could not retrieve us from this little outpost… Read More