St. Edith Stein…

Maybe I’m just behind the times, but when we drove past this church I asked to double back so I could take a picture of St. Edwards church. I don’t know if my high school friends are more in the know that we were, but the night before we had learned that this church was now called St. Edith Stein. What a seemingly odd name for a Catholic church, but with the help of Google I learned her story. She was raised in a devout Jewish family but across the street from a Catholic church. She became an atheist as a teenager, and as she went on to college she became a professor, a philosopher, and achieved great notoriety as a thinker. Eventually she turned to the Catholic church and became a nun, but was sent to Auschwitz where she died at age 51, and she was canonized in 1998. A more modern example of sainthood than St. Edward who was a beloved and devout king who died in 1163. Part of me wants to object to the name change, just because I want to find things here to be just like they were when I left. Of course the name of this church is far from the only thing that has changed in the 50 something years since I lived here. Still, it’s good to be here…


Bobcats and more…

I thought that the view of the bobcat in his den was all we would see of him at Homosassa Springs yesterday, but he fooled me. The day was hot and if not for the plentiful shade at the park it wouldn’t have been as nice of a day. So who could blame him for retreating to his den before we could get a shot? But then someone else showed up.

I shot this through a fence, but with the magic of modern camera technology the fence disappeared, with no help from me.
Not only did the bobcat emerge from the den to greet the new arrival, he suddenly went on the hunt and caught himself a tidbit for lunch.

Other photographers have been lucky enough to spot bobcats when they hike at Circle B, but I haven’t been that lucky. And it was fun to see the rest of the animals there too.

Again the black crowned night herons were in attendance at this park also. Free to come and go as they please they stick around, especially at feeding time. And they land in the perfect spot for a portrait.
This is the only place I’ve ever seen a Crested Cara Cara, so of course I took many pictures of this one.
This key deer was on high alert. A ranger had invaded his territory, but he was putting out dinner so all was well.
Lu, the resident hippo was lazing around his pool, staying cool. He is a holdover from the days before this was a state park and there were exotic animals here. The locals objected to Lu being sent away and so he was granted asylum, of sorts. He is now 60 years old and dependent on caretakers for his quality of life. A fitting end for an old movie star from the 60s, who has many TV and movie credits to his name, including Daktari.
The only manatees we saw were in the treatment pool. This one was snagging a piece of greenery for lunch. I didn’t know they had whiskers.
This pretty little fox stopped and posed for me.
As much as I’d prefer to find Spoonies in the wild, this one will do. Roseate Spoonbills, not the most common bird to see here in my area of FL.
Yuma the Puma had the right idea as the sun got hotter.

The boat ride to the park from the parking lot wasn’t running at his moment. Which is a shame because I always enjoy that since it sort of sets the stage for your enjoyment of the park. But the tram was running to take you into the woods to this little gem of a place to spend an afternoon.


Problems, problems, problems…

Did I do something to offend WordPress? If I did then I’m sorry. But I can’t seem to get a start page to write a post on my desktop computer. Last week the same thing happened to my laptop. That leaves me my iPad, on which I’m typing this now, and my iphone still works also. My photos, however, remain in one computer or another, and trying to create a post is way more stressful than it needs to be. I’m hoping the PTB on WordPress see this and offer to help. I’ve googled the problem and found suggestions to fix it, but they were written in 2011 and didn’t work. It doesn’t take much to remind you how inept you really are when it comes to this stuff.


‘Scene’ in New Hampshire…

These Canada geese are from Highland Lake. We spotted them on our third drive-by. Two little families, whose numbers are threatened by the turtles that also call the lake their home.

Yesterday we decided that Lake Sunapee might be a good choice for pictures and fun. We didn’t think about whether or not things were open for the season yet. And they weren’t open, which was why it was so quiet there. We were chased out by raindrops.

The marina was quiet.
Kathy’s favorite Wild Goose County Store wasn’t open yet.
We made a few stops as we drove, and we were lucky enough that the raindrops let up.
There are three raven’s on this hilltop, but for the life of me I couldn’t position myself to get them into the composition I was aiming for. The homeowner came out onto her porch and told us that we were welcome to come up the bank onto her property to take our pictures. That was nice, but it didn’t help. Did I notice how dramatic the clouds were? No, I didn’t. Turns out that the scene just as it presented itself was my best shot.
I climbed over the guard rail and down an embankment, and this isn’t the shot I got from there. Nope, just the shot from the overpass.
As we drove more nice views presented themselves.
Finally we arrived at Winslow State Park, where the black flies were especially happy to see us. Over the years I’d heard about the black flies that arrive at Mother’s Day and leave by Father’s Day, but I pictured large, horse-fly types. But these are tiny, and all teeth, as my friend says. The piranha’s of the insect family. They must have been hungry. We ran for our lives…

Cloudy skies…

After singing ‘Happy Birthday to you’ to my grandson (age 20, and he’s the oldest of the little kids, as I’ve thought of them), I found myself 3 miles from Sunset Beach when it was time to head for home. The sky didn’t look promising but I drove over anyhow, and then nearly gave up when I found that I had to park way down the road and walk up to the beach.

There was at least one other Raven’s fan on the beach.
I feared that the sunset would be extinguished by the clouds any second so I took this before I even arrived at the beach.
The parking lot may have been crowded but the people were relaxing and socially distanced.
Of course I looked to see what had captured his attention, and for the life of me I couldn’t figure it out.
There was color despite the clouds.
The sunset tried.

I confess that I haven’t ever found an ice cream man at any other sunset stop I’ve made. That photo alone made me happy that I’d stopped for a little while. Then it was time to head home.