This photo was taken during “my first visit to” the Naples Botanical Gardens during the Florida Camera Club Conference. A return visit is high on my list of priorities.
One evening last week, Mike and I decided to have a late dinner at Mar Vista on the north end of Longboat Key. As usual, we had to wait to be seated so we strolled out onto one of the docks and noticed “way down low” beneath the dock and below the water several fish (snook perhaps?) were swimming back and forth and highlighted by a large underwater light.
Each time I drive over to Longboat Key to my Coldwell Banker office, I pass by this houseboat moored in Sarasota Bay. On this day I had my camera with me and made my way through the bushes as close as I could to the water line. Sailboats and other “isolated objects” are often found moored in the Bay but most often they are in close proximity to each other. This one is not close to any other but has a fantastic view of downtown Sarasota and the Ringling Bridge.
Imagine driving down the road and seeing this! I had the opportunity to talk with the driver and discovered it is the home on wheels for two artists from Memphis and their two dogs as they travel from city to city to display their art. The driver threw back his shoulders and proudly exclaimed that he designed it himself for his lady. While deciding what to do with this photo … surely it fits a theme … I decided that it wouldn’t hurt a bit to throw some texture and additional paint at it and label it the “Worst Motorhome Ever.”
This morning I was strolling alongside Sarasota Bay in search of a suitable photo to take with my Lensbaby Twist 60 when I came upon several eternal reefs placed in the park adjacent to Bird Key. These families and individuals have chosen cremation and the ashes of their loved ones are placed in these eternal reefs as permanent environmental living legacies for generations to come. I once read that some families and friends participate in the creation of their loved one’s memorial reef by placing their hand print in the damp concrete during the casting. What an “emotional” experience that would be but such a beautiful thing to do.