to that one. Cool boardwalk trail next to everglade forests knee high in water. The trail went back into the forest and is usually a disaster of sworming mosquitoes that lucky for us where busy on this day. As we were walking out Angie heard a rustle in the water under the boardwalk and we looked down to see a three foot gator swim into the brush. Art has said that had he not had his baby on his chest he would have gone for its tail. The trail was also littered with some giant grasshoppers and signs explaning local wildlife. A bald eagle nest was pointed out along the trail and has been there for about twenty years. The trail dead ends into a pond of dark water riddled with activity sparking all kinds of curiousity as far as whats going on under the surface. Dark clouds rolled in and it started to rain and we even heard some gators growling in the distance. On one of the boardwalks we watched a mother turtle and baby turtle surface and swim away. As well as an alligator swam up to the side of the boardwalk and was no more than 3 feet away from us and the little kids we were with. So drenched we returned to Naples and started on Sierra's yummy chunky spagetti. Had some birthday cake and watched State of Play. One of the best made movies I have seen in a long time. A golden day.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
A Golden Day
September 26th started out just like any other day, until i woke up. A buffet style setup for breakfast of eggs bacon potatoes tortillas fruit and yogurt. Followed by loading up the cars for a Florida adventure stout style; deciding as we were leaving the front door where we were headed. Everglades in September experience something fierce of heat as the weather gets ready to turn and the coast is struck with a barrage of tropical storms and rain and lightning. Angie and AJ where able to join us for this fun Saturday and off we went in a three car train. In route we came across Panther crossing signs. Thought that was weird. But Florida can do what it wants really. So we get to the trail we had intended to hike only to find that for most of the year it is underwater and will dry up in a few months. Oops. So she told of a out of water trail we could take and we went 
to that one. Cool boardwalk trail next to everglade forests knee high in water. The trail went back into the forest and is usually a disaster of sworming mosquitoes that lucky for us where busy on this day. As we were walking out Angie heard a rustle in the water under the boardwalk and we looked down to see a three foot gator swim into the brush. Art has said that had he not had his baby on his chest he would have gone for its tail. The trail was also littered with some giant grasshoppers and signs explaning local wildlife. A bald eagle nest was pointed out along the trail and has been there for about twenty years. The trail dead ends into a pond of dark water riddled with activity sparking all kinds of curiousity as far as whats going on under the surface. Dark clouds rolled in and it started to rain and we even heard some gators growling in the distance. On one of the boardwalks we watched a mother turtle and baby turtle surface and swim away. As well as an alligator swam up to the side of the boardwalk and was no more than 3 feet away from us and the little kids we were with. So drenched we returned to Naples and started on Sierra's yummy chunky spagetti. Had some birthday cake and watched State of Play. One of the best made movies I have seen in a long time. A golden day.
to that one. Cool boardwalk trail next to everglade forests knee high in water. The trail went back into the forest and is usually a disaster of sworming mosquitoes that lucky for us where busy on this day. As we were walking out Angie heard a rustle in the water under the boardwalk and we looked down to see a three foot gator swim into the brush. Art has said that had he not had his baby on his chest he would have gone for its tail. The trail was also littered with some giant grasshoppers and signs explaning local wildlife. A bald eagle nest was pointed out along the trail and has been there for about twenty years. The trail dead ends into a pond of dark water riddled with activity sparking all kinds of curiousity as far as whats going on under the surface. Dark clouds rolled in and it started to rain and we even heard some gators growling in the distance. On one of the boardwalks we watched a mother turtle and baby turtle surface and swim away. As well as an alligator swam up to the side of the boardwalk and was no more than 3 feet away from us and the little kids we were with. So drenched we returned to Naples and started on Sierra's yummy chunky spagetti. Had some birthday cake and watched State of Play. One of the best made movies I have seen in a long time. A golden day.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
im a mutant
I have a friend that I asked to stop smoking and their reply was that it was a little joy a small accomplishment that satisfied the minds ability to gain control of life for a simple pleasure for a fleeting moment. I share a similar understanding with books. At one point in my life I read lots. I thrived on rare thoughts from science fiction novels and tales of good versus evil. I truly miss that and have recently started on a track to be a better reader. In the process I have recently taken simple pleasures in the classic Jonathan Livingston Seagull, The Pearl, and lastly Mutant Message from Down Under. Jonathon has a resounding message of pushing ones self again and again and again and far beyond again and again. The pearl was a good read but left a discoloring taste in my mouth as the end winds up in a page or two. Mutant Message describes a aboriginal tribe in the Australian outback that reaches out to a doctor to retell their story as they have decided the world is moving to a place no longer capable of receiving their kind. A kind of people that spend fifteen minutes at days break giving thanks for the miracle of life and its gifts and lessons and celebrations. Followed by a request that the animal kingdom arrange for their food for the day if it be for the good of the people and the good of all. Living long healthy lives the Real People, as they call themselves, make a point of living every moment as a celebration of life and their connection with divine oneness. Celebrating each year of a persons life only at that persons request and only if that person has progressed and improved over the last year. They refer to those that are not apart of their beliefs as mutants because of the different way we look at life and the connections we share with the animal kingdom. Everything has its purpose. A story we relate to the kids from the book tells of the tribes interaction with bush flies. They come in clouds and cover your body, climb into your mouth, nose and ears. The doctor refers to them as being hell and so for her they are. The tribes people just relax and close their eyes when the flies come. And they leave in a matter of minutes. The tribal leader describes to the doctor how they are necessary for cleaning out their ears and nose to improve hearing and breathing in the harsh heat of the outback. Next time the bugs came she surrenders and imagined trained technicians with cotton balls cleaning out her ears and nose and every inch of her body. And before teaching her something new the tribe will ask if she understands how long forever is. After she has said she does, they say "good now you can learn something more." Its really good. But you dont have to take my word for it...
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