I’m Back!

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June 10, 2013 by Kriscinda Lee Everitt

No really, I am back. For realsies. We just returned from our trip to Sarasota, Fl, where we visited with Big A’s grandparents.

If I sit and think of all the things that need to be done around the property and house—including all of the plans we have—everything becomes a little overwhelming and my brain goes numb. And then, of course, so do my limbs. Next thing I know I’ve spent the whole day crocheting and watching Little House on the Prairie and nothing but the crocheting got done (I guess I should be thankful for that much).

The same goes for the blog. If I really intended to put out here everything that has (and has not) gotten done, or everything that’s gone on since my last post (and a bit before then), I would post nothing. It’s too much, and worse, it’s all unwieldy and confusing. I’ll be trying to catch everyone up over the course of this week. I can’t possibly include everything, but you’ll hear about the saga of our lawn, about our Little Garden That Could, about some crocheting for charity, and musings on how the heck to get this ceramics thing going. And other things, I’m sure.

Today, though, you’ll get some pictures from our Florida trip.

Just outside the condo. On the other side lies the whites sands of Crescent Beach.

Just outside the condo. On the other side lies the white sand of Crescent Beach.

The view (the balcony was screened in, hence the weirdness of this pic).

The view (the balcony was screened in, hence the weirdness of this pic).

Big A, Spook, and his grandfolks, Gil and Fred, both of whom are in their 90s. They still run us ragged every time we visit. =)

Big A, Spook, and his grandfolks, Gil and Fred, both of whom are in their 90s. They still run us ragged every time we visit. =)

Deer on the tram trail during the land tour at Myyaka River State Park.

Deer on the tram trail during the land tour at Myakka River State Park.

Massive, awesome Live Oak.

Massive, awesome Live Oak.

Soft shell, bottled nose turtle digging a hole in which to lay her eggs.

Soft shell, bottled nose turtle digging a hole in which to lay her eggs.

Spook on the beach.

Spook on the beach.

Me and Big A.

Me and Big A.

Henry Ford's living room. I love the decor...

Henry Ford’s living room. I love the decor…

Tweet.

Tweet.

Spook at the 19th-c. orange packing shack at Spanish Pointe.

Spook at the 19th-c. orange packing shack at Spanish Point.

Squirrel on a tree at the Pioneer Cemetery, Sp. Pt.

Squirrel on a tree at the Pioneer Cemetery, Sp. Pt.

Pioneer Cemetery.

Pioneer Cemetery.

Swamp Spook.

Swamp Spook.

Lizzzzzzard...

Lizzzzzzard…

Fish...

Fish…

...and ducks at Selby Botanical Gardens.

…and ducks at Selby Botanical Gardens.

These are just some of a billion pictures. We had a swell time. We need to learn to pace ourselves when we “go on vacation,” because we’re exhausted when we get back (like most Americans, I think). We’ve forgotten what a “vacation” is supposed to be. Next time, we’ll do more “relaxing.”

And now, how about some metal? Atheist came out of Sarasota. And don’t let the ‘stache fool you; Roger Patterson rocked the shit out of that bass. Here’s The Formative Years. This song is from their album ‘Unquestionable Presence,’ which was recorded and released after Patterson’s death. It’s a bummer he didn’t get to record this with them, but it’s cool we have this video.

2 thoughts on “I’m Back!

  1. Kyra Schon says:

    I hope Spook was wearing sunscreen! Glad you had fun with the grand-folks. :-) xo

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