Epcot 2022

Judi, her son Emilio, and I decided to visit Epcot for the Food and Wine festival.

Belle and Emilio.

The chocolate caramel cupcake and the aftermath.

The Potato and Pea Samosa with Coriander-Lime Cream from India.

On the Frozen ride in Norway.

Photo by Emilio Alonso. 

Beer and pastries in Norway.

Emilio and Anna.

Judi and Emilio in Mexico.

Photo by Emilio Alonso.

Photo by unknown.

Emilio and Joy.

Vanellope and Emilio.

The Wild Mushroom Beef Filet Mignon with Truffle-Butter Sauce from Canada.

Bunratty Mead Honey Wine from Ireland. 

The Spicy Salmon Donburi from Japan.

Hana Fuji Apple Sake from Japan.

The Chinese Pavillion.

Photo by Emilio Alonso.

Trying to take a picture of the Pan-Fried Chicken Dumplings before they disappeared.

The Mongolian Beef Bao Bun.

Birthday Adventure in Ocala

For my 39th birthday I decided to visit my sister Jenny in Ocala.

Jenny’s cat Clara.

Photo by Jennifer Kasper

Setting up my tent in my sister’s yard.

Got it put together just before it started raining.

Sitting in the tent making sure there was no leaks. 

I took this shot of the moon around 6am. 

Jenny made me breakfast in bed in the tent. 

On our way to explore the Silver River. 

Jumping in for a quick swim.

A little frog outside my sister’s door. 

On Sunday some other family members came up to Ocala and we visited Juniper Springs. 

Mom and Dad.

Taking a little walk on some of the trails inside the park.

Lovely little butterfly.

This little grasshopper fell off a tree and landed in the path in front of me.

Taking a walk in the woods behind my sister’s house. 

Mom holding up the jaw bone of a deer.

Grayscale

Grounded: The Art of Looking Down (Part 14)

Cocoa Beach at sunrise.

McKinney Falls in Austin, Texas.

Fort De Soto Park.

Fort De Soto Park.

Sunset on St. Pete Beach with Mom.

The reflective floor at SUMMIT One Vanderbilt in NewYork.

Dangling off the side of my Uncle’s boat in St. Pete.

Went out for practical shoes and came back with stilettos. 

A Garden of Primary Colors

Madagascar Periwinkle 

Shaggy Dwarf Morning Glory 

French Marigold 

The Rock and The Waves

Standing defiant against a tide I cannot change, I remember what it was like to be strong and mighty.

I remember what it was like to be whole.

Was I meant to stand firm? 

Was I meant to be crushed to sand all along? 

Am I supposed to be destroyed?  

Am I supposed to be broken and scattered? 

Maybe one day I’ll be whole again in a different way.