I’ve certainly raved over photo ops that come to me in the past, but this one didn’t come to me. No, I had to walk across the street to see it. And I heard it before I saw it. The fountain gurgling caught my attention. A sweet little succulent garden. I’ve been offered cuttings, but my track record with plants isn’t great. Fortunately for my kids and pets I’ve done better with them.
This last one is the flowers that really caught my eye. So sweet, love them.
This morning I went out in search of my one-footed, blue-feathered, boyfriend Fred. He let me down though, he failed to show up. When I saw this egret coming in for a landing I got excited for a second, but nope, not him. She did fly off in the direction of the house where Fred is treated to breakfast though, in the far right of the feature photo. Maybe Fred has a new girlfriend. Maybe my imagination has gotten the best of me.
Most of the time when I head out to take pictures I might have a little conversation with someone or another, but I come away with enough pictures to keep me busy for hours editing them. But not always. Considering how much talking I did yesterday I’m surprised I got even one decent picture at the race track. It was the last racetrack photo shoot of the year, and it was hot, but with a cool breeze that saved us. Or I thought it saved me anyhow, but I will have to buy some more sunscreen and a hat if I’m going to keep this up. Ouch.
All that had to cross my mind yesterday was to think of how long it’s been since I’ve been to the zoo and I was out the door so fast that I got there before they were open. Oh, they’d let you in, but you couldn’t leave the entry plaza. But soon I was looking at the orangutans, of course, but I honestly had a very hard time spotting ‘our’ baby. Mom doesn’t hold him in quite the same way these days, he is expected to hang on for dear life as she moves around their enclosure. I saw an especially small baby who was all over the place playing, including as high as he/she could climb, and I finally had to ask a keeper if the newest baby was allowed to play yet. She said that he wants to, but Mom doesn’t let him, so far. And I finally remembered to ask about the contest they held to name this little guy. With a grandmother named Dee Dee, and a mother named Randee, I’m not surprised that the winning name was Riplee.
I dashed out between raindrops for a little while today because three days of confinement at home was getting to me. I decided that the rookery was the place to go. Only a mile away from home and usually you can get a lot of photos in a short period of time, so if I started to feel raindrops I could run home, but with photos to work on. Which is what happened. I parked at the rookery just as another woman arrived and proceeded to take her ladder out of her car and head across the street. A kindred spirit. It was so nice to have someone to chat with while we took pictures. And she was the first one to notice the gator, and then the second gator! They weren’t all that hard to spot so hopefully I would have seen them eventually. And then we felt raindrops so we said our goodbyes.
The last of my stops in my East Coast of Florida tour was at Princess Place. Of course I hadn’t ever heard of it, but it’s a lovely park with many beautiful live oaks and a water view. There is even a lodge house sporting a porch decked out with rocking chairs for you to sit and enjoy that view. This is a venue for events, such as my cousin’s daughter’s wedding not too long ago.
Another nice day seeing the area and catching up with family. Or trying to, see above photo!