My mom has an uncanny ability to grow hibiscus year round. It amazes me. Especially since she lives in the high desert of Colorado, and texts me pics of blooms even when it’s a blizzard outside.
Seeing that my former hometown of Minneapolis had balmy temps in the -25’s today, and there were rumors of snow here in NW Florida, and well, because it’s winter…here are a few ways to “warm or
I swear the unplanned, hey let’s just go to the beach outings always end up having the best surprises. Take this afternoon, for example. It was kind of overcast, about 50 degrees out. I just
The shells here on the Gulf Coast never cease to amaze. I wish I could predict the days when they seem to wash up, or when the itty bitty micro shells are everywhere, but I
So we recently moved up the road to Gulf Breeze, Florida. This means a new closest beach, and a new pier to walk. I think the Pensacola beach pier might be not quite as famous
It’s that time of year when the beach looks like the Bahamas and the water is ridiculously clear, but it’s 57 degrees out. It’s fascinating, beautiful, and usually involves very few other people out and
…or whatever your ideal temp/weather condition may be. But this all got me thinking – having joy, regardless of the situation or circumstance, is a superpower that should be revered and aspired to acquire more
This here is a giant cockle shell. Actually, the specific name is a Van Hyning’s Cockle ( I think. I just googled it.) I never find them, I swear they find me, and it’s usually while
So this was pretty cool. All of the recent storms we’ve had ended up creating a chain of long and wide tidepools. They also had little breaks in the sandbar where the water feeds into
High noon = A stellar time to close your eyes, take a deep breath, listen to the sun dance to a warm breeze, and wait for any worries to take a hike. Then carry that feeling with you
We went to the beach around sunset the other day, and I swear life felt like a box of pastels. Everything looked soft, felt soft, and I swear even the wind and waves were extra
“She’s not sun-kissed, she kisses the sun. She grew her own roses before she was ever given one…” – These are a few lines from a poem I wrote while sitting on the beach years
If I had to pick a favorite tee, this would be it. Also, after picking daisies all week, then figuring out ways to wear them, I am realizing what’s written on it is pretty accurate too.
I’m a firm believer in always learning new things. Even if it means looking awkward. So, here you go. I’ve been attempting to teach myself (and Levi when he’s interested) how to play the Ukulele.
This suit had me at aloha. Goldfish Kiss X Rip Curl – Full collection is aqui