Brush it Off Magically

It’s the start of the day, still a few more hours until noon meandering along a whole lot of red tide carnage with scratchy throats and sporadic coughing and somehow there aren’t many other patches of earth I’d rather be. … Continue reading

The Angler

The Angler

It’s refreshing to see a fisherman in his element especially in the mist of ill-advised and division-inducing rhetoric. This angler isn’t alone. He is accompanied by a fellow angler with a fair number of accoutrements to linger on these rocks … Continue reading