Author: daylerogers
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We Don’t Belong Here
Some dear friends from Colorado recently visited, and to help them experience the uniqueness of Florida, we took them to the Wetlands to see a little bit of the prehistoric. Penny wasn’t delighted; the alligators made her uncomfortable. Their reputation isn’t one of cuddly warmth and closeness. We were in their territory, after all. Walking…
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Unexpected Treasures
We’ve discovered a phenomenon in central Florida that I’m sure is a reality in many other areas of the country. Maybe the world. It’s called dumpster diving. People throw away valuable items that could be reused or repurposed for greater enjoyment. Many may ask, “Why not sell things at a garage sale?” To which I…
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Don’t Mess With Logic
He’d been told they were going out to eat. So he changed into his pajamas. Beck, at seven, has a logic all his own, which often makes more sense than that of many adults. It was getting later in the day, a day filled with all types of activities and fun, and he thoughtfully considered…
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A New Soccer Mom?
They wouldn’t be effective goalkeepers, but they knew to stay in their place and not wander outside the box. The goal box. We have soccer goals set up in our backyard, and much to my surprise, two young fauns wandered into our yard, standing in the goal, and eating whatever the kids had left behind…
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Down In The Muck
Spring. With all its accompanying philosophies. “April showers bring May flowers.” Or E.E. Cummings, in his 1923 poem, “In Just”: “In Just–spring, when the world is mud luscious and puddle wonderful.” It all reflects a passion for the growth of new life in spring, and the joy of jumping in puddles as we all did…
Tip of My Iceberg 