Wide Angle Pine

I enjoy a unique perspective of the world we live in. Even a simple pine tree in the right eye can be an imaginative wonder.

Its easy like Sunday morning

Its chilly outside here in North Florida this morning! As I am always told, “it never really gets cold in Florida” and I agree but it does get cool enough for you to remember what the more Northern cold feels like.

I have heard from friends that in my home town in North Georgia they are seeing some of the first snow flurries of the year and it hurts my heart to not be there, drinking coffees and sharing stories around the warm fireplace with them. But next weekend we will hopefully see a replay and Candace and I will get to enjoy it too!

With a very long week of work and one birthday behind me I am looking forward to the next couple months. Although I do expect someone will turn the chaos knob all the way up to eleven! We are in fact finally relocating into a much nicer house, with much needed extra square-footage! The new place will finally give my some space to spread out my various and continuous projects on my urban “farm.”

Squeezing projects and growing space and creative working room at our house currently, has been a challenge from the beginning. This has inclined me to become a self declared container garden extraordinaire, I enjoy not only the recyclable purposes of gardening in containers but the functionality and durability as well.

One of my favorites, and a great way to begin putting some green in your house is to grow green onions in a pitcher or glass of water. All you need to have is about 1/2 inch of water the bottom of a jar. After cutting the scallions you need to use with your dinner, throw the left-over “root ends” of your green onions and put them in a sunny window. Cut them as you need and change the water out every week or so.

This weekend also gave me an opportunity to get out on the water and do some fishing. I have a tremendous passion for catching Red Drum in the Gulf of Mexico and I invited my brother Scott to tag along with. While im at home getting our rods and reels prepared for the fish they are about to encounter, Scott is of course scheming on what he really wants to get in to this evening.

He shows back up at home freshly armed with what looks like the devil’s pitchfork but maybe a half size version. He asked if I have ever been flounder gigging. After both admitting we were getting into something brand new, the excitement was on!

We got to the water at about 4:30pm with a rising tide. In the boat we headed down the coast in search of some heavy fighting fish until it got good and dark. From spot to spot we bounced hitting dock sides and bank shores until we finally picked up a keeper trout in about a foot of water right in the grass on the bank. With no red fish to be spoken for and the sun fading in the distance we turned on the spot lights and headlamps and poled around an area right outside the Lanark Village boat club. We poled around the spots for a couple of hours before finally giving in as defeated beginners with a vow to return. I love being out on the ocean no matter the outcome of the trip. The serenity and vastness keeps me grounded as a human and I cant describe a better stress reliever than a good paddle into a beautiful sunset.