

There’s a saying somewhere: we are what we do every day. I’m glad that I find different places and people to do the same things with. This is how I spent a part of February, where the temperature ranged from 32° to 78°F. I’ve been updating my blog from trips in 2019 and spending the other two weeks planning trips in 2026. I’ve fallen off the piano practice bandwagon, as it’s more difficult to find inspiring songs to learn scales than it is to play the ones I already like. I appreciate the challenge and hope that March will bring more than 3.5 hours of practice.


I was on the phone with Fallon for over four hours, my dad and Caroline for almost 38 minutes (now that he finished the first draft of his 1700-page book), Christine for a combined half hour, and Susie for four minutes. I’ll talk with Tina, Sue, Helen, Deb, Pat, Penny, and Gary when I see them in the neighborhood or when going to Christine’s for madeleines, Susie’s for trail-mix oat and chocolate chip oat cookies, Penny’s for cinnamon oat cookies, and Sarah’s for cookies stuffed with Snickers pieces (and to walk her dogs Snicker and Doodle seven times).


I walk a mile with Linda, complete 13.31 miles with Jan (Caleb joining us for 70%), for 48.7 logged miles, but a total of 128 this month. I completed strength, cardio, and yoga workouts, averaging 80 minutes a week. I only covered 13 miles on my bike, but doubled my running distance to 16 miles. Caleb collected and planted some ear tree seeds; only one sprouted. We sat in the hot tub twice. The first time, because we were told it wasn’t hot (but it was), and the second time, because I wanted to soak, but it wasn’t hot (because too many leaves had gotten into the pump).


I finished listening to Night Magic by Leigh Ann Henion, an audiobook that I started on December 1st, returned to the library, and re-rented. I didn’t mind certain parts while I was puzzling (I finished two and Karley helped with one), but found it difficult to listen to otherwise. I’m still reading Enlightenment Now by Steven Pinker. The reason this book is taking me so long is that I find something to research on every other page that leads me astray or further along, but that is why I love this book so much. I’m debating reading it again, but I’ll return it along with some others to their owner, Roberto, when I’m done.

Southern Black Racer

an ovenbird — builds domed nests that resemble a Dutch oven
The bike ride took us to Dunedin on Fat Tuesday, so we didn’t have to worry about parking, just a car running a red light in front of an officer who couldn’t be bothered. The rest of the night wasn’t much of an improvement, but the parade delivered plenty of lights, honking, and beads. Caleb started using an app, Too Good To Go, to get us discounts on donuts and bagels that bakeries would throw away at the end of the day. There are also grocery stores and restaurants that participate. We went to Dunedin, Clearwater, Largo, and Tampa for food.

Monarch butterfly
I went to Sea Sea Riders again for another book club, this one to discuss The Life We Bury by Allen Eskens, which is part of a three-book series featuring the same main character, with three more books focusing on a detective. I went to Jerome’s Bakery with Jan and Sarah for some French creations. I tried the iced caramel apple butter bliss latte and a crepe suzette of orange and caramel on buckwheat. I left with a slice of chocolate something with fresh raspberries inside. The Wat Mongkolratanaram Buddhist Temple invites guests on Sundays to donate money in exchange for Thai food, which we gladly did, then sat by the water.

We took a day trip to Bok Tower Gardens. The founder was born in the Netherlands in 1863 and purchased 14-acres in 1922. Edward W. Bok hired Frederick Law Olmsted Jr. to spend the next five years transforming an arid sandhill into an exotic location under the native oak hammock. The gardens now encompass 80 acres and include a 205-foot marble and coquina Singing Tower with tile mosaics, animal carvings, and custom ironwork. There are daily concerts of the carillon, comprised of 60 bells ranging in weight from 16 to 22,400 pounds.


We walked through the Chao Exhibit Hall to see parts of the tower upclose, by the kitchen garden and sampled fresh green onions, birdwatched at Window by the Pond, then ambled around the tower before returning to the parking lot for a picnic lunch. We finished our visit with a stroll on the Sunset Trail Loop. We paid the deposit for the liveaboard, booked our flights to Amsterdam and Sydney, and applied for the ETA (electronic travel authorization) to Australia. My school application is still under review since they wanted a transcript of one class I took in 2006, as if my degrees weren’t enough.




















































