Archive for June, 2012


anna maria 2012

We have returned from three wonderful weeks at our favorite spot. A few of my favorite photos are below.

We are about to embark on another journey (of course ­čÖé – this time driving to regions we have not yet seen in the Pacific Northwest. One thing will be said about this trip – a heck of a lot of miles will be driven! We are so excited, but frantically re-packing, chomping at the bit to remove ourselves from this oppressive heat. The updates may be few and far between, as this month should find us unplugged – from literally everything – even a lightbulb.

Florida pics are below. Enjoy!

I love Ben.

Summer with her fish.

A visit to Tampa to see the Martin’s.

Sunset is lovely.

These two make me smile.

These two.

are sweet.

Hmmm. Think they are related?

I love Summer.

Ben also.

One of the many reasons we come here.


I have a whole slew of pics from the week the Berg’s were with us. We had a blast with them. All of these were taken previous to Berg nation. I will share more later. Happy Summer!


bel canto

I just finished Bel Canto, a novel by Ann Patchett. It was tragic and heartfelt. There was so much I could have picked to reflect on but below are a few of the things that really stuck with me and were underlined and starred. The third passage is particularly gorgeous to me. To be an author…

If what a person wants is his life, he tends to be quiet about wanting anything else. Once the life begins to seem secure, one feels the freedom to complain. “

“Some people are born to make great art and others are born to appreciate it. Don’t you think? It’s a kind of talent in itself, to be an audience, to be a spectator in a gallery or you are listening to the voice of the world’s greatest soprano. Not everyone can be the artist. There have to be those that witness the art, that love and appreciate what they have been privileged to see.”

“Yes, she was shy, and yes, a terrorist from the ┬ájungle, but she was as smart as any girl he had met at university… She ate through information the way that fire licks through hay and asked for more. She took off her gun every night and put it in the front of the glass front cupboard beside the blue gravy boat. She sat on the floor with her notebook balanced on ┬átop of her knees, her pencil sharp… What a sense of humor one would need to believe that the woman you love is not in Tokyo or Paris or New York or Athens. The woman you love is a girl who dresses as a boy and she lives in a village in a jungle, ┬áthe name of which you are not allowed to know… the woman you love puts her gun beside a blue gravy boat at night so you can teach her to read. She came into your life through an air conditioner vent and how she will leave is the question that keeps you awake in the few free moments you have to sleep.”

-ann patchett, bel canto


june notes

We are in Florida and as always I have big aspirations for my down time each day. And as usual, down time has evolved into exactly what is should be: uneventful and conducive to sleep. I have been sleeping quite a bit.

But we have had a great time so far. My mom visited the first week and she was so gracious to take us out to dinner and spend such quality time with us and the kids. It rained a few days and that kept us busy doing a few of the “other” types of things to do here on this island.

So far, I’ve read a couple of books, collected hundreds of shells, gone on runs, dug the signature beach hole the kids love, and simply been with those I love most.

Davy and I went out with a fishing guide one day – and that was – to say the least – incredible.

We are here. Feet in sand. A few pics are below. (I’m not the best about taking the camera to the beach.)

Sandy and loving it!

not sure what is happening here!

Stormy beach day

Trying to make  for a break in the rain. No luck.

This is a fun one! Davy brought a tarpon in. If you have never tarpon fished, it is an experience. These fish are usually between 100 – 200 lbs. I hooked two and one was enormous. I couldn’t get them in though, too much work. Davy did!

This is a fun pic. Actually makes me laugh. We fished for redfish later in the day and they were so fun to catch.

I caught one. It ain’t small, either.

We had so much fun!



I’m up late. Burning cd’s like I did back in college. I still do this.

Tomorrow we leave for Florida. Three weeks away.

I struggle the night before a big trip to put myself to bed properly. Tonight the cd’s seem to be a necessity for a summer spent covering thousands of miles.

The water beckons and on Saturday the sand will be warm beneath our feet.

Summer is here. I’ll be in touch.


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