Had a hard time deciding where to take my inner artist to meet the well-refilling requirement. Waited until Sunday, and three places I had wanted to visit were closed. L.O.P., lack of planning. This temptation to give up is something my group members will face someday, so I made myself go. Remembered the 5-Rivers Delta … Continue reading
Went on my first Artist Date today. I’m working through Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way to get unblocked. A primary tool involves refilling my well with images. Once a week I go alone to a venue that speaks to my Inner Artist. Week one I explored the National Naval Aviation Museum aboard Pensacola Naval Air … Continue reading
Busy day today. All the talk at the beginning of the week about Debby got me thinking about just where I live. I’ve spent most of my life dreaming of the coast and here I am My tunes: Kokomo by the Beach Boys
Good news. As so often happens with these tropical downpours, Debby wandered ashore in Apalachicola early this morning. It turned their Monday sugar into liquid grunge. I’m not making light. It was a major rainfall and flooding event. Parts of the panhandle achieved instant disaster status. But sun lovers fleeing Alabama tides didn’t even reach … Continue reading
Was just down at Bayside Park and noticed the fretting sky. The atmosphere was unsettling. The vantage point looks southwest toward the Gulf. 160 nautical miles due south, Debby twists and roars, getting angrier as she spins. An hour ago the NWS issued a tropical storm warning for the area, a kind of batten-down-the-hatches alert. … Continue reading
Thursday I woke feeling I’d breathed salt water all night. My inspirations came in sore, sandy gasps. Exhalations were oozie, phlegm-slowed barks. A flash of panic-mind shot through me. Something was not right in Breathville. By the time I made it to the doctor, I registered 101.7 on her digital device. She reverted to an … Continue reading
