
T-shirt, Tampa, Florida January 2020
I presume it is easy to find meeting space and the club meetings must be short, since there is nothing to discuss with anyone.
T-shirt, Tampa, Florida January 2020
I presume it is easy to find meeting space and the club meetings must be short, since there is nothing to discuss with anyone.
Guest Book, Sarasota, Florida December 2019
I did my best to do as commanded, I complimented the book and gently stroked the page. Never got much of a reaction but I presume it was pleased?
Anyone who spends time trying to capture moments in nature knows that things do not always go as planned. Weather and uncooperative subjects often pose challenges and then there’s just plain old photographer error.
My recent encounter with a tiny octopus was one such frustrating example. After gently tossing it out into the surf I videoed its progress as it swam away. Or, at least, I thought I did.
Apparently, in my excitement I neglected to press that one important button (same button for start/stop). Instead, I captured my reaction to my epic fail, which I am sharing for your enjoyment (you’re not laughing at me, you’re laughing with me). As they say in the computer industry, it was an ID-10-T problem (remove the hyphens, you’ll get it).
Spotted in a Bar, Treasure Island, Florida January 2020
Sign at Myakka River State Park, Sarasota, Florida December 2019
After working in the environmental education field for two decades (and being a bit of a word nerd), signs like this really make my skin crawl.
I’m not alone in my reaction. I recently had a chance to visit with two of my former colleagues and we ended up swapping work-related stories: In answer to a question about a mushroom on a nature hike, Jeff replied, “Well, technically, everything is edible. Once.” Which is in a similar vein as one of Julie’s favorite sayings, “The poison is in the dose.” Because even water can kill you, if you drink too much of it.
There is a huge difference between poisonous and venomous: if you bite it and it kills you, that’s poison; if it bites you* and kills you, that’s venom (so yes, you could eat a venomous animal, if you were exceptionally careful, but I don’t recommend it). Then again, you’re dead, what do you care?!
*Or breaks your skin in some other manner.
Signs in a Local Eatery, Santa Teresa, Costa Rica November 2019
Electrical Cord on Playa Carmen, Santa Teresa, Costa Rica October 2019
So, I presume this is part of a wave power project? Huh, I always thought it would be more complicated than that.
Santa Teresa is Truly a Surfing Village
Beach Debris, Santa Teresa, Costa Rica October 2019
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen one of these in the wild (or anywhere, to be honest). I remember the days of carefully compiling my favorite songs onto a cassette tape. Not fondly, but I do remember them.
I don’t miss the rewinding. Or the flipping. Or the accidental unspooling which signaled the demise of hours of painstaking craftsmanship. Any old school audiophile will understand my pain, as the creation of a mixtape, is, to quote Rob from the movie High Fidelity, “a delicate thing.”
Though I’ll hand it to Maxell, they had one heckuva ad campaign!
Clouds Obscure Sunset, Santa Teresa, Costa Rica October 2019
In my time in Santa Teresa I’ve inadvertantly uncovered an important bit of hidden information. For those of you wondering about what they were hiding all this time, I’ll tell you: Secret’s secret? It doesn’t work in this climate. At all. My routine now includes a mid-afternoon shower to refresh me during the hottest part of the day.
Lastly, I selected this photo because of the contrast between the clouds, surf, and basaltic rocks, however I’ve now noticed a face in it. Anyone else see it?