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Things happen…

You’ve had one of those days I’m sure. The coffee maker dumps coffee and grounds on the floor, someone pounds on your front window tell you to move your car because they are repaving your street, you decide to go to the laundromat, but on the way you buy coffee and promptly slop it on yourself, then you give up and go take pictures…

Anclote River Park seemed like a good place to start.
It was such a pretty day.
Boats zooming by provided the action.
There were ospreys on the nest nearby, but this shot took me by surprise. That tree branch is in the distance but looks like a disaster in the making.
This one was on the other side of the nest.
There was one on the nest also, and it looked like there was some feeding of chicks going on.
Usually a pelican is supervising the boats being launched for a day’s outings, but this snowy egret was in charge that day.
A pelican at Anclote Gulf park.
This was my reception committee when I got home. That’s my driveway. I parked on the parking lot and walked home, and hoped for a better day to come.
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Rose Hill…

Not every trip out to take photos is the uplifting sort of trip that warms my heart. Yesterday I went out to explore a cemetery that I’d seen a while back when the GPS had routed me from one destination to another. I was at a traffic light and noticed a cemetery with a big water feature, and it seemed like a spot that would have an east facing view for the sunrise. I made a mental note of it, and while I thought of looking for it again from time to time I never did, until yesterday. It was easy enough to figure out where it was when I looked at Maps, a big green oasis, and I saw the name Rose Hill. The GPS had me pass up my destination and do a u turn to come back to it, and then it said to take a right, even though I saw the pretty lawns and water of a beautiful cemetery to the left. I took the right, and entered a sad little cemetery with lots of sand and weeds and no green lawns or water feature. It was hard to figure out where I could park the car, I was afraid I’d drive over a grave. I got out and walked a bit and took some pictures, but my heart wasn’t in it. I felt like an intruder. While it first seemed like a sad little place, it wasn’t forgotten by any means. Pops of color were everywhere. Graves were being visited, people were being remembered. That I wanted to come to this place for my photo ops felt very wrong. The wind was out of my sails, I headed home.

Yes, I did stop at the neighboring Cycadia Cemetery, but that feeling of being an intruder stayed with me. I took a couple of pictures and left. It just wasn’t the day for it I guess…

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Riding the water taxi…

Eventually I realized that the cars weren’t just driving up and road and revving their engines, they were leaving, the cars and coffee event was over. But the water taxi was due to arrive in a half hour or so, and I figured that a round trip on the river might be a fun thing to do before I headed home. You can ride for the day, and get off and on all you’d like, which I’ll have to do another time so that I can explore the stops along the river. I had to google most of this information because I have realized that I know next to nothing about Tampa. But I know more now than I did before I rode the river.

This is the Howard W. Blake high school and it sits right across the river from the Armature Works where I first boarded the water taxi. What a location. This high school has a strong academic program with an emphasis on the arts.
On a photo walk a couple of years ago a ‘beer can building’ was pointed out to me. I think this is it!
Henry B. Plant built this fabulous building as The Tampa Bay Hotel in the 1880s. It had 511 rooms, and all were electrified by by Thomas Edison himself. It was to be a palace to go with his railroad empire, but the Great Depression eventually led to the property being sold to the city of Tampa, and a rent of $1/year is still being paid today. At least I think that’s what the taxi operator said.
The American Victory Ship and Museum is one of only 4 WWII ships still in operation. During the war it supplied troops and supplies wherever they were needed by all branches of the service.
The guide said that this port usually looks like an airport terminal with cruise ships lined up at the docks here.
The time to see the Jose Gasparilla is at night with the sails unfurled.
If you want ride the water taxi to all of it’s stops you must change boats here.
This sculpture is called The Form of Wander, and is supposed to represent trees overhead.
T’cars and coffee’ ampa hosts rowing teams from universities in color climates, and they are encouraged to add their artwork here along the river, in honor if their schools

The clouds seemed to be on the verge of breaking up, or so I told myself as I rode the taxi. But it was still a pretty day to be out on the water.

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A waterfront park and a lighthouse…

Lucky for me Charleston’s lovely waterfront park was just at the end of the block where I had found parking when I first arrived. It was very pretty out, though quite windy, but people didn’t seem to mind. I walked along the park to the pier, and I would eventually find myself traveling over the Ravenel Bridge, twice, before my tour ended that day. As I walked I took pictures of the view.

Holding the camera steady against the ‘breeze’ was a challenge.
I would have loved to sit and swing a while, but the meter was running. Parking meter.
And here you see the Pineapple Fountain, you can probably figure out how it got it’s name.
Not sure what this building houses…
The distant view as I was walking away.
Then I was back to walking on Rainbow Row..
Such a cute Froggie, I would have loved to have sat down on the bench with him and had a drink, but alas, it wasn’t 5 o’clock yet, or even noon.
These ladies at the custom House caught my eye. But I was back to the car and I decided to ask the GPS where I could find a lighthouse.
The GPS deposited me here, in a residential neighborhood with no signage, but it said I had arrived. I was on private property when took this picture through the shrubs.
And then I saw this little walkway and decided to see if it gave me a better view.
It did.
A close up.
And the beach was lovely, but the wind was picking up the sand and it wasn’t pleasant enough to stick around. Besides, I had another lighthouse to find, and I was starving, and I decided that a beer would really hit the spot!

To be continued…

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Rainbow Row…

With expanded family now in Charleston, SC I will probably be dropping in from time to time. Which is what I did the last couple of days, and I took a day for photo ops, of course. I knew I’d love the architecture, and the over-all feel of the city, and I did. This was a first of what I hope will be many trips to this area, there is so much more to see. And friends who live nearby to (hopefully) visit. Planning ahead isn’t my strong suit, but I’ll be working on it.

Finding a place to park was a challenge, and if I had wanted to I could have rented one of these bikes to tour the city. I remembered now old I am and decided against it though.
Cobblestones look so charming, is what I always thought. Walking on them is another story all together though.
My very first view of Rainbow Row included this horse and carriage. I was hooked on the city already.
I tried another angle for photos in order to avoid the dumpsters that are present in the feature photo, but then I noticed the trash cans.
I had parked a block away from the waterfront park, so I walked there while I had time on my meter.
The Ravenel Bridge is a landmark that connects downtown Charleston to Mount Pleasant. My guess is that there is a more scenic view of the bridge from some other vantage point.

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The beginning and the end…

I spent a day concentrating on my various twinges and trying to decide if my second Moderna shot was giving me side effects. I decided that I was fine, but I was home all day while I made up my mind. Packing actually. I’ll be riding up to a cousin’s house in Charleston tomorrow and family will be more on the agenda than photos. Of course I had the TV on as I packed, and my current binge watch of Criminal Minds came through with a charming quote today, from Mark Twain. I had to look it up;

“When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not, but my faculties are decaying now, and soon I shall be so I cannot remember anything but the things that never happened.

How charming is that? But sad because it’s true. And as a person who has lots of experience with her mother, and then her daughter, correcting her memories I think I can relate. The same episode ended with another quote that had me grabbing my phone to look it up;

“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.” Kierkegaard said that.

The day began when I ran out front and took the feature photo at 6:30 AM. And this last I took at 6:45 PM. We will turn the clocks ahead tonight. Sunrises will be easier to get to, and sunsets will have me out later than I care to be.