The Nature Coast of Florida

I paddled on that famous river of song, the Suwannee, today. I've known that song as long as I can remember and to paddle on its waters was a treat. It also means I'm facing up to my family responsibilities and slowly, reluctantly, but dutifully, heading northward and homeward. I'll be doing my best to pull Spring along in my wake.

I'll be leaving these laughing gulls behind to guard the beaches and the waters until I can return. It's been a different trip this year, one surrounded by a natural, old fashioned Florida, which many might think had disappeared. It hasn't entirely. Pockets still remain and I'll post some stories on the places I discovered in the coming weeks.