The Florida of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings still exists. In the little hamlets of northeastern Florida only a few miles from the famed Okefenokee lay dirt roads leading to dirt roads wending their way through tupelo plantations, long pine and palmetto.     It’s here my niece and her family make their home. And here these “swamp monkeys” (so dubbed from my …[ read more ]

     We continued our search for alligators along the car route and were rewarded with three juveniles swimming in a little pond as well as a young one sunning himself with head resting on a log. But our main objective was to see the Chesser Island Homestead.      If you ever heard of this place, …[ read more ]

     Okefenokee –what a way to start my Florida vacation. In size, it’s bigger than 300,000 football fields. (Even the Pats would find touchdowns difficult in a field that size). This last summer, much of it burned up–but like God refining us in the fire, this will restore the swamp. If fire didn’t kill the growth, …[ read more ]

The ILT      I love my GPS–or as I’ve called her once before, my ILT (I’m Lost Too). With faith I program her and believe wholeheartedly she will get me where I’m going. But… In Madrid, she told me my hotel resided under a four mile tunnel. In Wilmington, NY she believed my route followed …[ read more ]