Magic Beach Motel

We have a new/old beach that we are going to, these days. We would go to this beach, ten to fifteen years ago, when we lived on this side of town.

Across Porpoise Point, you can see the "ancient city" sky line. 

Steve sits and waits for the Porpoises to swim by and wave their dorsal fins at him!

 St. Augustine light house on Anastasia Island.

Where the ocean comes in and meets the Mantanza River, on the other side is Anastasia Island.

My favorite "square body" is on the beach today! It is an approximately, mid 1980s Chevrolet. I love the camper on the back. Florida vintage.  

 

This is Florida "vintage" at it's finest. Pink Flamingos made out of ceramic pottery. 

Unfortunately, this little motel is scheduled to be torn down.

Magic Beach Motel! Let's hope someone saves the pottery Flamingos and the neon "rabbits out of a hat" sign! 

It was a beautiful day with the sun sparkling on the water and a balmy seventy degrees with wind, out of the northeast at nine miles an hour. We sat along side our truck, to block the wind and were quite comfortable. 

Upon Closer Inspection

Red Cedar in the marsh. 

 

Across the Black Needle Rush.

Reflection as the tide goes out.

Knot in the wood.

The skeleton of remains.

Lowly the Spanish Moss weeps. 

Vegetation in the brackish marsh, along the tributaries, off the Atlantic ocean. 

Upon closer look with my camera lens.

Second Day In December

Good Morning! Kept my head on the pillow. The beauty of being snowed in!

Finally got up to see how much snow dropped overnight. 

There were a dozen or so Chickadees in the Burning Bush.

Every window was a framed snow photo.

I will let you in on a snow problem, the plow truck will not go into four wheel drive. Oh well, fire in the fireplace and baking cookies on this very snowy day.

A cozy morning, down, in the holler.

Signature color in the all white, winter terrain.

Christmas is coming!!

 

Walking The Beach

What else is there to do? No cinemas or shopping malls, on the peninsula, to go to!

So we drive over to the shoreline to take a look at what is going on along the water's edge.

Saturday afternoon, on a chilly November day, we went to the beach to walk and play.

Picking up the fossils and getting them wet so we can see what they look like before we pop them in our pockets. 

The beach grass is golden against the deep green pines.

 

Wish I had thought to gather an armful of beach grass, to bring home, and put them in a wreath.

There's a chilly hillbilly! What a smile! 

As good a playdate as ever!

The Color Of November

At the top of the driveway, across the road, are cherry orchards. This time of year the colors are dusky and rich, amber and purple,

Then, north, up the hill the orchards are a golden yellow.

Had to include this photo for my husband. He loves that the clump of trees are spires of fire surrounded by the pines.

So mesmerized by the colors across the street I almost missed the northwest corner of our property!

The wind puffed up and blew the leaves across the picture!

I drove around the block to see the vineyards behind my home.

They start at the skyline.

 

Spill down to the road side.

Amazing foliage, 360 degrees, around my land. 

I was on my way to photograph some one hundred year old cottages and became sidetracked by the beauty in my own back yard!