by Arida Wright ….. Sea Dancing Toes in sand inching into water Seagulls squawking Pelicans soaring Fish swimming Flies landing Ants parading Trees swaying Divers diving Beautiful sunshine Worshippers linger Puffy white clouds Waves to jump over Seaweed floating Flip flops Bikini tops Bottoms lounging lazily in chairs Cruise ship sails in Heads hiding under umbrellas We’re all sea dancing at the beach on Sunday Together Picnic tables full of food Barbeque grills with blazing flames Different dialects spoken out here Different skin colors out [continue reading…]
by Antonio de la Fuente Arjona……. I am thinking about this letter as I go through the tropical winter on my Black Mare. On my tricycle, I am riding from one end to the other of a heat dilated island. I am waving mosquitoes away as I write this message of relief in the air. I am talking to you. I am singing to you. And I might look like a homeless in Key West who holds interesting conversations with the wind. Here too, I [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. Today is the fourth anniversary of my little blog. It has been a delight sharing my unusual perspective on the world with you, and I greatly appreciate your support and encouragement. Thank you so very much. Highlights from these last 12 months include the publication of my 100th essay and clicking over a quarter of a million visits to my site. Most amazing and pleasing. Special thanks to Naja who edits The Blue Paper in Key West. They have re-posted almost all [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. Years ago, I nick-named this modest little spot The Domino Triangle. It was too tiny for an actual building, so a tarp had been slung to provide shelter from the sun and the rain. Beneath it was a folding card table and some battered chairs, where the locals would play dominoes. When the tropical heat would begin to lessen in the late afternoon, the men would start gathering. They arrived with beer and a little pocket money. They also brought something that [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. The waters of the Archipelago of Bliss have been a wondrous reservoir of inspiration for me as I meander through my Middle Years. My secluded life amidst these tranquil islands has blessed me with a perspective and clarity that is difficult to attain by those chained to the cacophony of the Real World.
by Ray Jason……. The wind arrived swiftly. The waves built more slowly – but also more dangerously. Suddenly AVENTURA was no longer gently tugging at her anchor. She was lunging and jerking perilously. I let out more chain to calm her, but the seas kept pounding us. The gorgeous little island with its massive coral formations had protected me from the prevailing winds for the last two days. But now that we had swung around 180 degrees, those reefs were a million-machete menace. I had [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. I was awoken this morning by a tropical alarm clock – the joyous sound of wild parrots flying above my anchored boat. Their airborne chirping reminded me that the last thing that I heard as I dozed off the night before was also from the non-human world. It was the raucous barking of a troop of howler monkeys. Perhaps it was because my sleep had been book-ended by these emissaries from the realm of Nature – but I felt radiantly refreshed. Lying [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. It was the last full moon of winter. My little ship, which was facing north, gently veered around to the east – as though she too wanted to admire the luminous moon as it rose above this jungle lagoon. Some unknown instinct had prompted me to write this essay not in the daylight or not by lamplight, but under the spell of moonlight. I abide by such mysterious murmurings. So I sat on deck with my back leaning against the mast. In [continue reading…]
HOGFISH AMBER BECOMES SPEARFISH AMBER Florida Keys Brewing Company, the local brewery owned and operated by Craig and Cheryl McBay announced this week that their very popular American Amber Ale named Hogfish will be changing its name to Spearfish. The reason for the change came as quite a shock to the local brewers. Dogfish Head Brewery, Milton, DE threatened the small brewery with legal action if they did not change the name of their beer fearing that consumers would not be able to differentiate when [continue reading…]
by Ray Jason……. My heroes do not score touchdowns or lead armies or star in movies. Instead, those in my Pantheon think deeply and dream elegantly and write poetically. They are secular saints, who tried to decipher the mysteries of the human condition and who shared their discoveries with all of us. Out of reverence for their quests, I have tried to visit some of the places that were crucial to their personal and artistic development. I sat on the stone foundation of Thoreau’s tiny [continue reading…]
by Conch S. Fritter …….. County Commissioners appeared lost this Wednesday in the intricacies of their own laws. But for those who had followed the growing controversy over Pritam Singh’s Ocean’s Edge (175-room) Hotel the meeting looked like the last of the county’s many renditions of The Emperor’s New Clothes. The actors are real pros and they’ve played the part many times.