St. Augustine...the last Hoorah? {Part 1 of 5}

Last Saturday we took a farewell tour of St. Augustine. *sigh* Is it our last time before we move? That totally depends upon how we feel come this Saturday night, which happens to be the Uptown Saturday Night in St. Augustine. If getting ready for the move (which occurs next Monday) depletes all our reserves, we won't make it. But I'm pacing myself...so there is hope!

We went to the market and the beach last Saturday. Here are some of the images. The first is a sign that I have loved since I first saw it and finally got to stop and take a shot of it.

“A hearty laugh gives one a dry cleaning, while a good cry is a wet wash”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Puzant Kevork Thomajan

The watermelons looked fantastic. And I didn't buy one. What was I thinking? I LOVE watermelons!!!


"It is chief of this world's luxuries.....When one has tasted it, he knows what Angels eat."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Mark Twain

This is my friend, an artist at the market. I will miss seeing her on Saturday mornings.


"Gentle people with flowers in their hair..."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Scott McKenzie - San Francisco

“Do you know the land where the lemon-trees flower?”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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St. Augustine...the last Hoorah? {Part 2 of 5}

"Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall madly in love with a gorgeous redhead."
I¸.•*´¨`♥ Lucille Ball

“The sunflower is a favorite emblem of constancy”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Thomas Bulfinch

"The leaves of memory seemed to make a mournful rustling in the dark."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed...”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Charlotte Bronte

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St. Augustine...the last Hoorah? {Part 3 of 5}

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Buddha

"It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Lewis Grizzard

"Magic Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?"
¸.•*´¨`♥ The Queen ~ Snow white and the Seven Dwarfs

"You come to nature with all her theories, and she knocks them all flat."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Renoir

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Augustine...the last Hoorah? {Part 4 of 5}

"scattering little bits of happiness everywhere she goes"
¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople
The beach was alive and thriving today. This is a part of a surfer camp. They were all a buzz with activity.

"Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Ralph Waldo
I love taking pictures of photographers. I happened to get this one of the photographer and his little group hamming it up for the camera.

"You don't take a photograph, you make it." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Ansel Adams


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Augustine...the last Hoorah? {Part 5 of 5}

“Three women make a market” ¸.•*´¨`♥ Proverb

Once again...a photographer. I wonder how many times I've been photographed photographing and didn't know it?

"There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Ansel Adams
This guys surfboard was soooooooo colorful! I have never seen one like it before.

"We are the lucky few who get to play in Gods soup and we are better humans because of it."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Bill Hamilton (surfer)

A reprieve before packing...{Part 1 of 2}

Saturday morning we went into town for a few things, and I managed to make it to the farmers market...big surprise!

"The beet is the most intense of vegetables....Beets are deadly serious."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Tom Robbins


“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”
¸.•*´¨`♥ John Keats


"There's no retirement for an artist, it's your way of living so there's no end to it."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Henry Moore


"He that will enjoy the brightness of sunshine, must quit the coolness of the shade."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Samuel Johnson


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A reprieve before packing...{Part 2 of 2}

"The language of friendship is not words but meanings."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Henry David Thoreau

"I need to move someplace where Cheez Whiz isn't a major food group, she said."
¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople

“We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons.”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Alfred E. Neuman

And this wagon with flowers was found as we wer riding through town. It was near the entrance to the Fountain of Youth.

“Hitch your wagon to a star.”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Ralph Waldo Emerson

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