December 15, 2017
As I wended my way toward the alleys of downtown Sarasota Sunday, I walked past a relatively new condominium building. The first-floor windows—probably destined to let passers-by look at shop wares—were still more or less covered with white plastic on the inside. I liked the folds, rips, and sags of it, and the moisture caught between it and the windows.
December 14, 2017
December 13, 2017
December 12, 2017
Sunday I walked downtown to see what I could see. I was headed for the alleys, but the pavement got to me first.
December 11, 2017
I had a little time November 28 before I had to leave on the first leg of my journey south for (most of) the winter. Walking the three or four minutes over to Rock Pond, I found some cattails hit by early morning light.
December 10, 2017
The first freeze of the season wrung the juice out of the begonia plant onto the sidewalk below, making an interesting pattern.
December 9, 2017
December 8, 2017
December 7, 2017
December 6, 2017
You may remember the photograph of the begonia plant that captured my heart this summer. Shortly before I left Ohio to spend a few months in Florida, this is how it looked—still beautiful to me but perhaps a bit alien.