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The following morning we put our kayaks in across the street from my house and paddled out to a little island in Boca Ciega Bay. To avoid the afternoon heat we toured the Chihuly Collection (Desirée is herself a talented stained and fused glass artist). Afterwards we strolled along the waterfront out to the St. Pete Pier – where the view and the people watching do not disappoint.
Along the way we stopped to hide a Ben’s Bell in one of the banyan trees in Vinoy Park. Ben’s Bells are handmade creations from a small nonprofit in Tucson that was founded by a family during a period of intense grief. The colorful bells are designed to be shared with the intention of bringing cheer and reminding us that little acts of kindness make the world a much better place. We can all use more of that these days…
Her last day was a bit more relaxed, we strolled the white sand on my favorite beach before winding down by playing with colors on shells.
Showing Desirée around reminded me just how similar St. Pete and Tucson really are: both places average 360 days of full or partial sun, both have active art scenes (with tons of colorful murals), St. Pete has the Happiness Experiment (an optimistic effort also born from loss), and they share a laid-back vibe. I was drawn here by the water and because of those shared attributes it didn’t take me long to feel right at home.





























































































