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Wandering Everglades

There are no other Everglades in the world. They are, they have always been, one of the unique regions of the Earth; remote, never wholly known. Nothing anywhere else is like them.
-- Majory Stoneman Douglas
The forecast today says 100% chance of rain. It's the end of the rainy season, but rain will spot in and out of the field week, periodically. Early on, you learn that fieldwork occurs no matter the rain or the shine. Depending on your comfort level, this may be a reality that lingers on your mind throughout the day as the clouds roll through. I've been working in the field now for over seven years, so I tend to pay no mind at all. I like the weather and I like the work.

Every field morning, the alarm rings at 4:00am... then again at 4:05, 4:15, and sometimes a reckless 4:30am. If I’m on point, my field bag will have been packed the night before with gear and other necessities: rain jacket, towel, neoprene gloves, long sleeve lycra shirt, sunblock, hat, sunglasses, tube so…

Hallandale Beach Development

What's going on at Hallandale Beach?
If you live near the water tower at Hallandale Beach, or take your family here on weekend outings or summer vacations, you might have noticed a lot of recent development. For the last year or two it was the construction of the new high rise just North of the water tower. Now it is a new shopping outlet and concessions area, as you will read below.

When I first moved to the area in 2010, I spent a lot of my time at this beach mainly because it was within walking distance and because there was a cool cafe that had an authentic beachy feel. It was fun to meet with friends and grab a beer and a bite to eat after swimming or basking in the sun all day. I understand the appeal to having infrastructure like this near the beach. My main concern is the removal of shoreline native plants that help buffer the coastline from storms (and storm surges), in addition to the knowledge of rising sea levels and the poor planning towards a changing future. …

Life in Progress: Out of Order

Take 30.

I'd like to think that I dedicate no more than a reasonable amount of thought into wondering if I am living my life "out of order." You know, living haphazardly amongst the masses who have or are experiencing life through its modern progressive order, i.e. graduating from college, landing a career job, getting married, buying a house, having kids, going on family vacations, sending your kids off through those very same steps, and then retiring (happily ever after, at some point). I've only accomplished one of these things at the spry age of 30 and I feel pretty damn good about that, but I can't help to sometimes feel uneasy, like I am missing out on these magical connections people are having with each other.

Everyone assigns different values to their idea of 'success', and for many, perhaps it follows that same sort of set guidelines described above as personal margins of accomplishment. I'm almost certain that when my childhood expectati…

There Are No Seasons. Just Time.

"To be given a pass to watch all others go is perhaps the most troubling thing. Sometimes, when I wake up I feel like I'm still sleeping. I feel like all other colors and shapes in the world have collided and all I can do is just sit there and watch. A person's heart has a way of turning off when it can't find a reason. I guess that's why nature has always had an aspiring presence. Everything follows a purpose. I guess we're missing something. Why do we struggle to breathe the more righteous breath when we all end up in the same place? I'd like to hope our history is worth remembering; an imprint of careful desire. A feeling of heart felt purpose. And a sense of hope for something bigger than ourselves. Then maybe I'll wake up."
"They assure me that it's not the shape of what lies over the ridge's crest. How can eyes that have seen so much be brought to life by a simple thing? It is as if we have some sort of predestined t…

The Dream of Life

Let's suppose that you were able, every night, to dream any dream you wanted to dream. And that you could, for example, have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time, or any length of time you wanted to have. And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfil all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure you could perceive. And after several nights of 75 years of total pleasure each you would say, "Well, that was pretty great. But now let's have a surprise. Let's have a dream which isn't under control. Where something is going to happen to me that I don't know what it's going to be." And you would dream that and come out and say, "Wow, that was a close shave, wasn't it?" And then you would get more and more adventurous, and you would make further and further gambles as to what you would dream, and finally, you would dream where you are now. You would dream the dream of living the lif…

Words to live by...

Life pursuits can seem complicated...

On Such a Full Sea: Fan

She did stand out physically, and not because she was beautiful. She was pleasing enough to look at. She was tiny, was the thing, just 150 centimeters (or not quite five feet tall), and slim besides, which made her the perfect size for her job in the tanks. At sixteen she had the stature of a girl of eleven or twelve, and thereby, when first encountered, she could appear to possess a special perspective that one might automatically call “wisdom” but is perhaps more a kind of timelessness of view, the capacity, as a child might have, to see things and people and events without the muddle of the present and all it contains. Perhaps Fan truly had that kind of clarity, and not just a semblance of it.

But if we may, let us picture her before the trouble, just as she was, clad in black neoprene, only the pale gleam of her bare feet and hands and face to indicate her humanity. Once she pulled on gloves and flippers and her eye mask, she looked like a creature of prey, a sleek dark seabird kn…