Tax Day I was startled by a sudden outburst of loud patriotic music
heading down the street in
front of the gallery. The fast moving parade on its way to the city park was our local Patriot's Tea
Partiers who where congregating on their way to join others at The Landing in Jacksonville. A bright
red, white, and blue group it was with lots of friendly smiling faces
week became an effort in logistics as I took on (in Mikolean's absence)
running the Dee Beard
Dean workshop in addition to racing back and forth to Jacksonville to take part as much as
possible in what is becoming an annual gathering of my family.
this is not the "Blues Sisters" but my dad's sister Aunt Helen and my
mom, Treva. They of course
live together with each feeling like each is taking care of the other. Mom has macular degeneration
in one eye and with Helen's diabetes they are taking great care with their eyes.
Helen at 84 just retired from running her beauty shop on Dec 31.
all us locals know only people from the North get in the water this
early but that is my crew taking
the plunge. My Minnesota sister-in-law, and my brother Mike along with my Georgia girl neice Julie.
being the Southern girl that I am sat on the beach drinking in the
peace of a totally relaxing day for
a change. This flock of what appeared to be Anhingas were pointed in a Northernly direction.
As I sat with the other matriochs of our group I began to watch a family who had chosen a spot nearby.
I began to think it was time for me to do some paintings of children playing on the beach with all the
sunshine and shadows that subject lends itself. We have a Watercolor artist and also Pastel artist
coming this month to do workshops dealing with figures so maybe that is why my thougts turned in
|The Angelhart one
starts on the 5th and the Dyer one on the 21st so still plenty of time
and come on down.
|Our crew relaxing at my sisters house.|
my mom and aunt left I was able to capture my brother Mike and Denise
his wife and bring them
up to our island for a few days of exploring. A new place to me was Hanna Park in the Mayport area
of Atlantic Beach. A very large and beautiful place with a big fresh water lake in the middle
and beautiful ocean front on the Eastern edge.
air was full of these tiny dragonflies with their irridescent color but
so small and fast it was very
difficult to get a clear photograph.
were hiking and biking trails all through the forests and along the
edge of the large lake.
I had heard it was a good place to get lost with the winding trails and now I can see why.
|Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on this intimate moment.|
|This bird was very busy checking out this submerged log. Probably eating goodies on its surface.|
stopped on Big Talbot as we traveled on up the string of islands
leading to Amelia. Blackrock Trail
out to the "Tree Graveyard" was starting to liven up with new leafing of the Oaks and flowers alongside
|Denise looked like a lost child amongst the enormous fallen oaks.|
a figure can give the perspective on just how large this one of my
|Overhead I missed a good shot of a Great Blue Heron by only a wing tip.|
|A friendly lady on the beach volunteered to snap our group.|
tree formations as these are the outer rings of the roots of some tree
of long ago which are
still hanging onto their growth place.
|Strolling alone I left them to enjoy the place on their own.|
We ended the day
with a walk on the beaches around the fort and then a night walk on the
was an unusually low tide that evening with tides lower then I had ever seen them leaving the
pier high and dry half the way off shore. It would have been a great night for finding
sea treasures if we had just come prepared with a flashlight.
It was good to have my kid brother visiting my neck of the woods. We are a lot alike and as
the much older sister he seemed to enjoy the trip almost like one of the family kids. Northwest
Washington State is a long way from here, opposite corners of the US.