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Mother Meres…

It wasn’t easy trying to get to the site of the festivities in Tarpon Springs the other day, what with so many streets blockaded and such. Eventually I realized that I was close enough to where I was supposed to meet my son to just park (legally) on one of the side streets and walk to the meeting point. That worked well. The trick came when I had to walk back to my car with only a vague notion of where it was parked. I walked the side streets and parking lots to get there, and to my amazement I came across the lovely mural of Mother Meres tucked away on one of those side streets. Of course I took a picture and Googled her story once I got home.

It seems that Mother Meres was born Amelia Petzold Meres in Germany in 1845, and came to the US as a child of 5. In 1882 she moved to Tarpon Springs with her husband and she ran the Fern Hotel there. According to a story published in the Tarpon Springs Tribune this mural was dedicated in her honor in 2010, 84 years after her death in 1923. It credits her accomplishments as planting cyads, which eventually gave the Tarpon Springs Cycadia Cemetery it’s name. She threw the first Christmas Party in the area, and helped to plant trees to beautify the town. If I had done my homework I would have found the Kapok Tree Inn and taken a picture because she is credited with providing the seeds for the tree that gave it it’s name.

After her death in 1923 her gardens became a gathering place for the town, but they were mostly turned into parking lots in the 1950s. So this mural was created to thank her for lasting gifts her love of plants and nature have left for the town all these years later.

This statue sits in front of the library so I thought that it’s story was probably self-explanatory. But what a lovely statue it is, I wish I’d taken time for a few more pictures but we were rushing to the waterfront for the main event of the day. It seems there is more to Tarpon Springs than just the sponge docks…

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Christmas at the botanical gardens….

There were actual Christmas decorations and Christmas trees to enjoy, but it was the abundance of red flowers at the botanical garden that put me in the spirit.

Not all the flowers were red however. And I enjoy the overall beauty of the place more than anything.

I wish a Merry Christmas to all, and a fresh start to a kinder, gentler New Year, at least I hope so…

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Gardens and bridges and dancers, oh my!

I had my doubts about what there would be to see at the Birmingham Botanical Gardens in November. And yes I took lots of pictures of flowers, but they weren’t anything I couldn’t have taken any time, even in my local Publix. I may have been spoiled after having been to Heritage Village in Sandwich, MA during a summer visit. Nothing I’ve ever seen has compared to that for sheer numbers of flowers. So I deleted those pictures once I got to the ones we had taken on the trails in the garden. Now walking those trails was quite a different experience from any botanical garden I’d ever been to before.

Again we were climbing up and down, and I for one was ready to sit on a bench and enjoy the view of this red bridge we spotted. Maybe we could wait for people to walk across it, but when they did we were disappointed, some faced away from us, and no one stopped for a kiss right at the top of the bridge. Of course we could have hollered out our suggestions, but we controlled ourselves.

As we continued to sit on that bench a group of young people came into view. Betty had spotted them before because of their dazzling white shoes. They were dressed alike also, and we said that we should get them to walk over the bridge with those shoes. But they did better than that, they began to dance.

I thought that someone was filming them and I so wanted to suggest that they cross that bridge and perform for the camera, by that I mean our camera, but I didn’t. They never seemed to notice that red bridge just to the right of where they were dancing. And one last person crossed the bridge, dressed in red as Betty pointed out, so we took a last picture and went on our way.

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Fall in Florida…

There has been lots of fall foliage in my Facebook feed lately, but mostly from New England and Michigan. And just today my Facebook memories reminded me of the trees I used to see on my way home from work that I used to claim as fall color, Florida style. So today I rode up to Spring Hill to find the trees, and then headed to the botanical garden to see what was blooming.

I think the color of the trees disappointed me a little, it’s more brown than red. I think that the glimpse of those trees that you see behind houses, or hidden among other trees, always seems to be brighter fall colors. But when I haven’t been up north for a while it feels like fall to me.

The botanical garden was a surprise today. It was early and the flowers were plentiful and loaded with water droplets, and butterflies.

That orange butterfly must have been hungry because he let me get a lot of photos of him. And one photo was straight down on his back, and when I viewed it blown up in the computer all I could do was say, “Boo!” Halloween will be here soon…

And while I was zooming and cropping I loved these droplets too!

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Advanced composition…

That was the name of the class that my friend and I attended today, It was a wonderful class and we stopped on the way home to take pictures. I’d like to say that I tried to apply some of what I learned in the class to the photos I was taking, because you are supposed to visualize the photo you want ahead of time and then make it happen. Beginners ‘spray and pray’, which means you take a zillion pictures and hope you get a good one. I confess, I’m guilty of that. But we had fun today, and practice makes perfect, or so I’m told. I tried to whip them into shape through cropping, at least to some extent.

A long, interesting stem with tiny flowers on the end.
Bugs, because they were there.
Halloween colors on the bugs.
We got caught in the rain, but that didn’t stop us.
Gnomes on the brain again. I thought that looked like a gnome door at the playground.
Magnificent live oak at Hammock Park.
On to Anclote Gulf Park where this cute fishy was caught, but then released. Betty’s detective work came up with the name Scrawled Cowfish.
This great blue heron is looking out of the frame so it’s not a good picture, but I liked the rocks.
An ever-present osprey on the hunt.
Great blue again, but with some repeating pattern…
A tricolor heron in the weeds…
Welcome to Hammock Park. Gotta love the boots.
A water feature, of sorts.
This great blue appears to have a wound to his wing, here’s hoping he can fly.
You have to drive in through a marina to find Miss Vicki’s where we had lunch. Seems that Yamaha has a lock on those outboard motors.
I missed this picture the other day. This little blue heron has a frog he was about to eat. Life just isn’t a Disney movie, as much as I might wish it was.

We got rained on while we were taking pictures at Hammock Park, but we were luckier while we had lunch outdoors by the water. What a nice day…

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In the country…

My friend commented on the unusual mushrooms she had seen in her ‘yard’. I don’t know if that’s the word for it or not, it’s a lot of acres and home to three dogs, two horses, and assorted wild visitors who also seem to think of it as home. Between the mushrooms and the blooming hibiscus we decided to invade her space for a photo op.

I think a little plucking is in order. I can relate.