Showing posts with label The Florida Keys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Florida Keys. Show all posts

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Grounded: The Art of Looking Down (Part 11)


The aftermath of a DRIP show: colored sand, glitter, and the fallen leafs of a nearby tree.


Waiting for the laundry.


The view from our hotel pool in The Keys.


Sitting on the rocks behind The Southernmost Point.


The Key West Butterfly and Nature Conservatory.


The lovely beaches of Bahia Honda.





Waiting for the waves to meet me in Miami.


Sitting on the steps of my parent’s pool.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Bahia Honda

My mother and I spent part of our trip to The Keys in Bahia Honda State Park. The calm, blue water was just irresistable! 



"Private islands" created by low tide.


The rust colored water near the shore mixing with the ocean blues.


"Island hopping"


A piece of coral getting dragged to shore by the tide. 




Mom trying to getter a closer look at the old railway bridge.


Monday, June 5, 2017

The Key West Butterfly & Nature Conservatory

I had never heard of this place until I was in The Keys but I'm so glad I found it! It was absolutely breathtaking! 





















Key West

During our trip to The Keys we spent one day in Key West. It was an intense day of relentless overstimulation. Key West is an enticing mix of vintage and modern, religious and secular, natural and man-made. 


Seward Johnson's sculpure "Embracing Peace" outside The Custom House.


Key Lime Mom.












Sue and mom at The Southernmost Point of The Continental United States.


Love Locks placed on the gate just behind The Southernmost Point.



A pair of sunglasses forgotten in a tree.



The Hemingway House.


The Grotto behind The Basilica of St. Mary Star of The Sea. It was built out of local rocks in 1922 by Sister Gabriel to serve as protection from the devastation of hurricanes. Since its constuction there has been no major hurricane that has hit The Keys.



Stunning trees growing in front of The Harvey Government Center.





Disco ball in the trees.




White chocolate covered wine glass at Better Than Sex. By far the best thing about the meal was listening to my mom and Sue giggle over the names of the desserts and suggestive pictures on the walls. I'm certain I saw a glimps of what they were like in high school.


The crowd gathering to watch the sunset at Mallory Square.