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Erin

Coddiwompling through life, guided by my love of nature and insatiable curiosity.

Part of the Plant System

The beginning of Florida’s resort industry can be traced to the vision of railroad magnate, Henry B. Plant. He brought his railway to Tampa in 1884, utilizing the town’s port to offer his customers steamship travel to Mobile (Alabama), Bermuda, Jamaica, and even Cuba.

His grand vision required an equally grand hotel so in 1888 he hired architect J.A. Woods to design a massive structure in the Moorish Revival style (mostly). Plant insisted on a few distinctive design elements – the finished building was certainly unique with minarets and gingerbread trim.

Plant’s 511 room hotel took three years to build and cost $2 million (which does not include the $500,000 in fine furnishings that he and his wife sourced from Europe). When it opened on February 5, 1891 the six-acre hotel offered top of the line accommodations: every room boasted a telephone and electricity while most even had a private bath. The hotel also offered a billiard room, barbershop, shoeshine service, beauty shop, flower shop, telegraph office, formal dining room, Grand Salon, Reading Room, and a Music Room with orchestra.

At 150 acres, the grounds of the hotel were no less grand, encompassing a 18-hole golf course, tennis courts, bowling alley, racetrack, baseball field (where Babe Ruth is said to have hit a home run of record length), casino, card rooms, exposition hall, flower conservatory, a croquet greensward, shuffleboard courts, boathouse, hunting and fishing grounds, stables, kennels, and an indoor heated swimming pool.

Sadly, only a small portion of the grounds remain but surprisingly, the massive building still stands, though the majority of it has been repurposed into the University of Tampa. The south wing now serves as a museum to the hotel’s founder, which I had the pleasure of touring a couple months ago. Tampa is fortunate to have this remnant of the Gilded Age.

Last Chance to Sea

Even though it was windy and chilly (53 degrees) I headed out to my beach this evening. It was my last chance to get sand in my toes for awhile since the weather down here is about to get frightful (by Florida standards). As you might imagine, I was one of the only ones out there.

We’re dropping into the 40s tonight and will stay there for a few days. I know most of the country is dealing with even colder weather but I’m not at all sure I’m ready for this nonsense. I’ll probably go into torpor until the middle of next week when it warms up…stay warm and cozy, my friends!

Field Trip

I started yesterday afternoon’s explorations at Whimzeyland, an artist’s yard in Safety Harbor. In the past couple years, the colorful influence has even spread to nearby yards, making for a bright and fun neighborhood.

My next stop was downtown. I wandered along Main Street popping into galleries and shops, while enjoying the tempting scents from the many eateries. The waterfront village features a tiny harbor, a fishing pier, and a lengthy boardwalk.

I was most impressed by the massive live oak in the center of town. At well over 300 years old it is recognized as the oldest one in Pinellas County.

Before heading home I stopped off at the Folly Farms Nature Preserve. The park contains a large community garden, nature trails, and a small wetland area. It was a lovely afternoon outing!

Sunday Funday

Yesterday, I drove down to Manasota Key with a couple friends. Since they’d never been before, I showed Katie and Alyssa how to hunt for fossil shark teeth. Quick learners, they wandered along the shore doing the shark tooth shuffle. It wasn’t long before they both had a couple handfuls of shiny, black teeth.

I’ve played down there a few times before and though I am an avid hunter of all kinds of treasure, yesterday I was mostly mesmerized by the water. I love the beach in the area where I live but the color of the water south of Venice is just stunning.

We stayed for sunset (good thing we did, it was amazing) but by then we were starving so we stopped by an old Florida oddity, the Linger Lodge. The original log cabin lodge was built on the banks of the Braden River back in 1945.

Sadly, a fire destroyed the lodge in the late 1950s. The current version was built in 1968 and the decor hasn’t changed much through the ensuing decades. While we weren’t adventurous enough to order off the Road Kill Menu, we did try their alligator chowder and gator bites, which we all agreed were quite tasty.

What a wonderful day!

Gardener’s Delight

A few weeks ago I started a little kitchen garden in my backyard. In west central Florida, our mostly sunny days and mild temperatures are perfect for growing lettuce and herbs this time of year.

I’m delighted with the progress of the seeds I planted, my lettuce, dill, and carrots are coming along nicely. While the basil that I transplanted seems to be thriving.

Today, I had a happy surprise when I turned over some soil (in order to add some cilantro and catnip seeds. One for me, the other for my neighborhood boys, I’ll let you decide which is which). For the first time in two years of digging, I uncovered an earthworm in my yard!

I was so excited that I dashed for my phone so that I could take a photo. Either my wriggler didn’t share my enthusiasm or I’m terrible at reading worm body language. Regardless, I shall now add vermiculturalist to my resume!

What a Difference a Day Makes

As I walked the beach last night I couldn’t help but sing to myself that Dinah Washington song, “What a difference a day makes, 24 little hours…”

My serene sea from the previous night had been replaced by a turbulent one. Not only that but the wind was coming from the wrong direction. By blowing inland, it brought ashore the red tide that had previously been kept away.

Unlike last summer this year was a very moderate one for the large algae bloom known as red tide. Up until now, that is. With our unseasonably warm weather, water temperatures in the bay have yet to drop, leading to this late season outbreak.

It was a quick walk for me, since my eyes were watering and I was coughing from the foul air. I can get away from it but sadly, many of the fish cannot.

Still Sanding

Earlier in the week, when it was warm and sunny, my friend Amber and I scheduled a beach day. Today’s cool and cloudy weather changed our plans, instead of relaxing and soaking up some rays we opted for a nice long walk.

Our route took us by the intricate sand sculptures on Treasure Island that are still in amazing shape. Especially when you consider that they were carved for the Sanding Ovations festival back in the middle of November.

Which reminds me, some of you had questions about the art last time I wrote about it: The sand the artists used is regular beach sand, but not from my beach. The festival received permission from the state of Florida to haul in sand from further south (I’m not sure exactly where). And according to the website, the sculptures will remain up through the end of the year, if nature allows.