TODAY’S WEATHER REPORT:  hovering around 70 outdoors, indoors = a little cooler. Could use some socks.

READING REPORT: 1/3rd into CUTTING FOR STONE.  What a meaty read this book is. Liking it. So much depth AND humanity.

BTW – I didn’t know to tell you before, but you can enlarge the pictures with a double-click! (thanks, John)

On New Years eve, we were invited over to Martin and Lonna’s for drinks

(now using that word as a substitute for cocktails – so everyone feels included).

Then on New Years Day, they took us on a boat ride!

Martin and Lonna's Boat!

They launch the boat by the Pier at Bridge 4.  Not yet clear how these bridges are numbered.

As you look at the pier photo – note the grey pelicans on the left.  I thought they were statues until they flew off.

Pelicans, we are told, are the great informer of fish being present or not. On that day, nothing much was happening.

Most of the Pelicans were hanging in the trees across the way. A good spy for fish flowing in or out of the bay. I learned that the gray pelicans are lone fisherman – every bird for him self.  While the white pelicans (future post) are communal in their hunting and eating.

Tides are really important here – when they are out – it’s dry!  Well, muddy — very very muddy.  Daisy’s legs turn black from it. And you have to time your outings – to get out and back in on time or you’ll get stuck – like our landlord’s dog who ran off in the dry bay after some birds and wouldn’t come back. They didn’t know where he went – until late into the night when the neighbor heard the dog howling, trapped on one of the oyster beds when the tide came in.  They rescued it in the morning with a neighbor’s boat.

The birds are also a continued fascination – we never tire of spotting the white egrets or grey heron.

We still wait for the great migration of the birds, who are dilly-dallying up north somewhere.


So off we zoom – under Bridge Four (or Three for all I know),

Around the north side of Cedar Key and out to the gulf.

We ended up stopping at an island, facing north west, with lots of shells, and got out to stroll.

It’s great to go out into the wilderness with people who know a bit of something,

Martin is an archeologist and had a lot to share about the rising of the sea, pushing back the sand, revealing the subfloor  (if you will) mud, along with the middens (garbage piles) of the Indians.

Foreground: sea floor mud, Middle: Pushed back Sand

And as a result, the sand smothers the grasses, pushing back the island’s earth.

btw  have you heard? “Pre-historic” is now not PC – it’s “Pre-contact”. Martin and I both rolled eyes at that.


Lonna, as a kindergarten teacher,

has a practiced eye for finding bits of pre-historic pottery and other special shells and items, for sharing with her kids. But nothing matches the designs of the sand crab. Not just pushing out the sand, but beautifully.

Sand Crab Tracks

And the unending beauty of the clouds.

At the end of our excursion,

Martin and John dropped Lonna and I at the pier and drove the boat around to their dock.

A lovely way to begin the year.

Love to all

– Laura and John


4 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Maura on January 10, 2012 at 3:47 pm

    It sounds like everything is going along great! If you need us to ship you anything(socks) let us know. How’s John feeling? From the pictures it seems like he’s doing well :). Kisses to John and keep the pictures coming!!!!



  2. Posted by Jackie on January 10, 2012 at 7:52 pm

    I am soooo jealous! It sounds like you and John have found paradise. 🙂


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