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A Walk To The Ringling (11/10/25)

The Ringling, collectively the State Art Museum of Florida, a circus museum, the former home of John and Mabel Ringling, the historic Asolo Theater, and Bayfront Gardens on the former site of John and Mabel Ringling’s waterfront winter home in Sarasota. John Ringling was one of 5 Ringling brothers who took their first circus show on the road in 1884. John (born Johan Nicholas Rungeling in McGregor, Iowa) became the most financially successful of the brothers, diversifying his investments in ventures such as railroads, ranching, and real estate.

John and Mabel collected over 600 pieces of art during their marriage, and they decided to leave it to the people of Florida as their legacy. This collection was the start of the State Art Museum of Florida.

Last night, Bob and I were debating about whether to go to the Ringling today or not as tickets begin at $30 per person and increase to $45 if you want to see the both museums and the part of the home that is open to the public. This seemed a bit steep for us, but then Bob discovered that today the art museum, glass pavilion, and grounds would be open to the public for free, so that made the decision to go today very easy.

It was a little over a 3.5 mile walk there along a major city street, so it wasn’t the calmest walk, but we did find a few sites along the way.

The nicely landscaped entrance
to The Bay residential development
More residences across the street
with “The Runners” sculpture by Jorge Blanco in front.
Sarasota’s Municipal Auditorium,
a multi-purpose facility built in 1938.
A canal that we could see from the street
Bob and a Big Head.
I think the Florida state government would be shocked to see
that this resort holds drag bingo on Sundays.
Miniature golf with live alligators
— a potentially dangerous way to lose your balls!😳😂

There were a lot of cars already at The Ringling today take advantage of the free day as well as ticketed access to the circus museum and the Ringling home. We thought it was going to be super crowded walking through the art museum and grounds, but we were pleasantly surprised. It was obviously busy but not too crowded.

The State Art Museum of Florida,
now owned by Florida State University.

The first stop we made once we checked in was to visit the Glass Pavilion. This pavilion houses the museum’s collection of contemporary studio glass, provides rehearsal and dressing rooms for the historic Asolo Theater, and serves as the reception lobby for the theater.

“Rose Dress,” Karen LaMonte, 2002

From the Glass Pavilion, we moved to the State Art Museum of Florida. The art museum has a wide collection of European art across the ages, Asian art, as well as contemporary art.

Two of the large paintings of Peter Paul Rubens’
“Triumph of Eucharist” series.
A salon from the Astor mansion in New York
that John Ringling purchased in 1926
prior to the demolition of the mansion.
One view of the attractive courtyard
around which the museum is built
A view of the entire courtyard

We enjoyed the art museum and really loved walking around the beautiful grounds of the former Ringling estate.

One of the circus museum buildings
One of many ponds on the estate
A banyan tree and statue lined path
More banyan trees. We find them fascinating.
Looking across another pond toward Sarasota Bay
Looking across Sarasota Bay towards the city (in foreground)
and City Island in the distance
Ca’ d’Zan, literally “The house of John” in the Venetian dialect. This is John and Mabel’s winter home.
The home’s front plaza situated on the waterfront
The front of the home
A reflecting pool behind the home
The grave sites of John, Mabel, and John’s sister Ida.
Sadly, John lost most of his fortune in the Great Depression,
but was able to retain his home, museum, and art collection.
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More of Downtown Sarasota, with apologies to Scotland and a nod to Georgia (11/9/25)

After a free breakfast in the lovely hotel restaurant this morning, Bob and I headed out to explore more of downtown Sarasota.

Sarasota (current population of about 55,000) was settled by Spanish explorers in the 16th century and officially established as a town in the late 19th century. One of the first historical markers we came across today taught us a bit about the founding.

Apparently, the Sarasota marketing skills
got ahead of the building skills.

We found this sign on our short walk to Bayfront Park, which we can see from our room and which is on a small piece of land that juts out into the bay. It has a walking path, small beach, marina, tiki bar, and a children’s play area and splash pad. It also has this impressive sculpture.

“Unconditional Surrender,” by Seward Johnson, 2006,
in celebration of the end of WWII.
It reminds us of a similar sculpture
that is near the oceanfront in San Diego, CA.
Some impressive boats in the marina
Looking across to the bridge we crossed
to get to St. Armand’s Circle yesterday
Part of the small beach and more high rises
These blocks were part of a cobblestone road
near the botanical gardens. They caught our eye,
as we were in Augusta, GA, before our trip to Jersey.
Apparently, Augusta brick (made in Augusta, GA) was used for roads in Sarasota and St. Pete in the early 1900s.
One of many sculptures in the traffic circles in downtown.
This is “Embracing our Differences,” by S. Blessing Hancock, 2016.
A downtown intersection and businesses
More public art downtown
The Selby Public Library.
It is not open on Sundays, so we haven’t seen the inside.
An appropriate sculpture in a small park near the library

One of the taller buildings we can see from our hotel room is the Art Ovation Hotel, another (much pricier) Marriott property. We decided to stop in to check it out. It is filled with art, and Bob found an opportunity right outside the hotel for a big head(s) photo.

Bob with Andy, Salvador, and Frida.

This afternoon, we did something we never do which is go to the hotel pool. The weather is so great, and the pool is on the roof, so we couldn’t resist. We lasted for about an hour.

Bob got in the pool fora bit.
I just read my book.
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On the Move (11/7/25-11/8/25)

On Friday, Bob and I left Rosemary Beach to head to The Villages, FL. It was a 5+ hour drive with a time change. We lost an hour moving from the Central Time zone to the Eastern Time zone. We only spent a night at The Villages, where we did a housesit a few years ago.

We arrived about mid afternoon. We got Bob a much needed haircut, picked me up a new book from a free little library (which also happens to be on my To Read list!), and listened to the free concert at the town square near our hotel, so it was a productive and fun stop.

In this 55+ community, people primarily travel by golf cart.
Waiting for the show to start last night.
It was a group that did classic rock songs.
It was fun, and attendees got up and danced.

We left the hotel in The Villages late morning to drive the 2.5 hours to Sarasota, where we will spend 3 nights before heading to St. Petersburg to begin our housesit. We were able to check into our room at the Westin Hotel in downtown Sarasota shortly after 1:00 pm this afternoon. Our room is on the 15th floor.

One view from our room
Another view from our room
The hotel pool on the 19th floor
The view from the 19th floor

After checking out the hotel, we decided to walk 50+ minutes to City Island to check out St. Armand’s Circle and Lido Beach. The weather was in the 80s F. A cold front is coming through in the next couple of days, so we’re soaking in the warmth while we can.

Walking towards the long bridge that we needed to cross
Looking back towards downtown Sarasota
Looking across a park on a small island
between the mainland and City Island.
The buildings in the distance are on City Island.
A view of some of the homes along the coast of City Island
A lovely landscaped lawn of a church on the island
A Christmas tree on St. Armand’s Circle,
where an art fair was in progress
Some of the tents of the art fair
A large house near the beach
with a pirate hanging out on one of the balconies
Lido Beach
A modern house on the beach
Looking back towards City Island from the beach
One of many lovely homes near the beach
Heading back into Sarasota
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Beachy Keen (11/6/25)

After a fun happy hour last night, a great run on a trail this morning, and a trip to a couple of state parks today, Bob and I are feeling a stronger affinity for this area, although we just can’t get away from those nasty signs.

When Bob and I were walking around yesterday, we saw a nice looking place called Restaurant Paradis that promoted a happy hour from 5-6:00. We decided to go, and the locals were waiting to get in when we got there at 5 which seemed like a good sign. We each had an $8 martini and a nice chat with the bartender who told us about a recent big wine event that had just been held last weekend.

This morning I ran on a trail along scenic highway 30A. It was fun to see the current beach houses as well as those still being built. After breakfast, Bob and I drove a short 2 miles to Camp Helen State Park. The state park is on a site along Lake Powell and the Gulf that originally had a hotel in the 1920s and then became the site of a recreation camp for employees of Avondale Mills between 1945-1987.

The lodge, originally built as a single family home in the 1930s
and then used as to house Avondale Mills’ management
and high level guests.
Looking across Lake Powell to Carillon Beach
Starting out on our short hike on the park’s North Trail.
There was a sign at the trailhead warning us of bears
and to not run, speak calmly, stand tall,
and back away if we saw one.
A view of Lake Powell from the hike
There was a brochure by the trail
which identified some of the plants along the trail.
We learned that this is deer moss.
One part of the trail ran behind some houses.
A water tower built in the 1930s,
which still stands as a landmark for CampHelen,
as you can see it above the trees from the highway.
You cannot, however, climb up it.
We saw these on our hike to the Gulf.
We did not run, we spoke calmly,
we stood tall and backed slowly away.
It worked — they left us alone!
Another reminder that we are in Florida.
Lots of sand to walk through to get down to the Gulf
Looking across the dunes to some beach houses
Looking over a nesting area to the Gulf
Another view of Carillon Beach

Our Airbnb lies in between two state parks, so after leaving Camp Helen State Park, we drove about 6 miles to Deer Lake State Park. This park basically provides public access to the beach (for a $3.00 entry fee) via a long boardwalk. It had the same Gulf of America sign, but this time right in the parking lot.

Lovely ferns
Some homes with great views of the Gulf
The white sand dunes are amazing.
The long boardwalk
Deer Lake, one of 15 coastal dune lakes that can be seen
from scenic highway 30A.
More homes with great views
and also their own private boardwalks to the beach
Bob standing by beach warning flags.
The yellow indicates medium hazard
(moderate surf and/or currents).
The purple indicates the presence of stinging marine life.
Beautiful water, beautiful beach
I completely get the attraction to this area.
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30 for 30A (11/5/25)

Today was our first full day in Rosemary Beach, which is turning 30 this year. It was founded in 1995 along the rolling dunes of Florida’s Northwest coast as a model of New Urbanism— a philosophy centered on sustainable, walkable neighborhoods, human-scaled architecture and vibrant mixed-use spaces. It encompasses 107 acres along the Gulf of Mexico and scenic highway 30A.

It is definitely walkable (and bike friendly) with lots of mixed-use spaces. It is also easy on the eyes — pretty architecture, clean, nicely landscaped with a good bit of public art. We enjoyed our walk in the 70 degree F heat, but we’re not sure we would highly recommend a visit to this particular area.

It is walkable — to high end shops as well as a good selection of cafes and restaurants. There is no large grocery store nearby. The beaches in this area are private, so you can only obtain access through a code, key, etc. for your particular residential area. We also saw a lot of “no” signs — no public restroom, no access except for residents, no golf carts or e-bikes. One area even had a no photographs sign. I’m sure all of that helps to maintain the area, but it’s a little off putting as a visitor.

The building where our Airbnb unit is.
The retail/bike rental area
at the front of our residential neighborhood
Nicely landscaped walks
“Extinction Blues,” Charles Pilkey, Mint Hill, North Carolina
The Owners Club
Residential neighborhoods are built
on either side of this scenic State highway 30A.
They are proud of this highway, selling 30A sweatshirts, mugs, etc.
A festively decorated storefront
One of the main mixed-use shopping (lower level)
and residential (above) areas
The Pearl Hotel, the side facing the Gulf of Mexico
The pretty beach along the Gulf.
We observed this over a gate that required a code.
This house has a great view of the Gulf.
The entrance to the Alys Beach neighborhood
A pretty building in the Alys Beach neighborhood
The entrance to a private fitness center and pool
Horse sculptures near the entrance to a nature walk in Alys Beach
Beginning the nature walk
More of the walk
“Dragon,” Charles Lawson, Freeport, FL, 2006
One of many coastal style homes in the area
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Back in the States (11/3/25-11/4/25)

Bob and I returned to the states last night. We had an easy flight from Jersey in the morning after a great visit to the small airport’s lounge — very nice. Then a few hours to kill in Heathrow before a 3:30 flight, which got us into the Atlanta airport (with a delay and a strong headwind) at 8:30. With Global Entry, the customs process was super easy, but we had a long wait for luggage, a bus ride from the international terminal to the domestic terminal, a short skytrain ride to the hotel area, and finally a short walk to our hotel. We were in our room about 9:45 pm and in bed shortly after that.

This morning we had breakfast in the AC Hotel where we stayed, and Bob walked to the nearby long-term parking lot to pick up our car. We then headed out for a five hour drive to Rosemary Beach, Florida.

A few photos from the drive on a sunny, warm day. Our route took us mostly south, but a little west of Atlanta, through parts of Georgia, Alabama, and then into the narrow panhandle of Florida.

Driving along a noted scenic drive in Georgia
One of a few antebellum style homes we saw driving
down the main street of Eufaula, Alabama
Another pretty home
Lake Eufaula, a 45,000 acre lake in Eufaula, AL.
It is considered the Bass Capital of the World.
The lake and some lakefront homes
The 81st annual National Peanut Festival
is currently on in Dothan, AL.
The Florida Welcome Center that we stopped at.
Apparently it’s cotton picking time.
We saw fields of cotton as well as some
that had already been harvested.

We are seeing a bit of Florida before starting our St. Petersburg, FL, housesit on November 12. We’ll be in Rosemary Beach for 3 nights. Since we travelled west of Atlanta, we are surprisingly back in the central time zone in Rosemary Beach based on how the dividing line for time zones is drawn.

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One Last Jersey Outing (11/1/25)

How can it be November?! Time flies, but what a year (so far) it’s been. Bob and I headed west today to see a bit more of the west coast of the island. This time a bit farther north than the Corbiere Lighthouse that we saw on our first day.

We did see a bit more of the west coast, but mostly from the bus ride there, as bright sunshine turned to blowing rain. We ended up spending most of our time at the Jersey Pearl shop — first perusing the lovely store and exhibits and then keeping out of the rain with a stop at their cafe.

We walked downtown to the bus station to catch the number 22 bus to the Jersey Pearl store near the coast. It was about a 50 minute ride out there. Some photos of the ride out —

A view of heavy traffic from the top level of the bus
What appears to be part of an old fortress near the coast
The Corbiere Lighthouse
Serious waves along the coast
A tree covered road on the route.
Some of the beaches
A closer view of the La Rocco Tower
One of a number of restaurants along the beach
Walkers and wind surfers enjoying the lovely day

Bob and I had visited the Guernsey Pearl shop while we were there, but only because we had to go into the shop to get tickets for the shipwreck museum. It was packed with jewelry and a bit kitschy. The Jersey Pearl shop was much more refined in presentation.

The Jersey Pearl shop
A walk in the entry hall to the store
They had a number of examples of pearl necklaces
with photos of the Queen wearing them.

After we perused the store, we left to explore a bit more of the coast. We got a few photos before the clouds looked like they were about to open up on us. We headed back inside and had a bite at the cafe. We did not end up buying any jewelry.

The Military Museum in an old German bunker
across the road from the store
Looking along the coast with the darkening clouds coming towards us.
Walking back across towards the store

It rained and blew quite hard for most of the time we were in the cafe. We left about 2:00 to catch the bus back and stood in the rain (with umbrellas) to await the bus, but luckily, the wind and rain had lightened considerably by then.

A couple of pics from the drive back —

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Finishing The St Saviour Parish Walk (10/30/25)

Thursday is house cleaner day, so we tend to schedule our outings for later in the day, as the cleaner comes late afternoon and stays for 2 hours. Yesterday, we decided to do the portion of the St Saviour walk that we hadn’t done before, which is the very narrow bit that runs to the coast.

The book of parish walks that we have been using states that each parish was required to have a bit of seafront access for the collection of vraic (seaweed) for the fields. St Saviour has the smallest stretch of shoreline, the Dicq, squeezed between St Helier and St Clement.

Our walk started along the busy road near our house. When we could (as sidewalks abruptly end here), we switched to the side with a bit more protection from the road.

The wider sidewalk with space between the sidewalk and the road

Ironically, for the portion of the walk that was dubbed “more urban,” as it goes into the town center, we began our descent into the town of St Helier via a country road with both rural and urban views.

We had been close to the four “high-rise” residential buildings when we did our St Clement parish walk.
The narrow country lane
Sheep
And a hungry goat

One of the sites that we wanted to see on the walk was Howard Davis Park which is used for some town festivals. The park is on land acquired by entrepreneur TB Davis where his boyhood home used to sit. He demolished his former home after acquiring the land and created a park named in memory of his son who was killed in WW I.

The main entrance to the park
A small bandshell and gazebo and a view into the town center
Howard Davis Hall in the park dedicated to Howard Davis
A statue of George V
Another view of the large lawn area
Pretty landscaping near the park cafe
The flagpole is made from the spinnaker pole
from TB Davis’ yacht, The Westward
The rose garden

Walking out of the park, we began to make our way to the coast.

St Luke’s Church, one of the island’s 10 ‘chapels of ease’
(chapels to serve those living far from their main parish church)
built in the mid-19th century
A pretty hotel
Le Dicq Causeway, St Saviour’s portion of seashore
(total of 100 meters)
Looking towards St Clement
The rock named Le Rocher Des Proscrits (Exiles’ Rock)
by Victoria Hugo when he lived in St Clement
as an exile from France from 1852-55.

Having reached the end of our walk, we headed back to the Five Oaks Pub near the house for a drink before heading home to a cleaner house.

Jersey Preparatory School for Girls
A marker noting our change in parishes as we walked back
Bob with his Carling in the pub
We watched (though not understanding the game)
India beat Australia in the semi-final
of the Women’s Cricket World Cup

How can it be that we leave early Monday to fly back to the States?! We have definitely enjoyed Jersey, just like we did Guernsey, and would love to visit again.

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People Who Pray in Glass Churches… (10/29/25)

It has been quite the rainy Wednesday here, but with a feels-like temp in the high 40s F and little wind, it still made for an okay day for a walk. One of the sites in Jersey that they stop at on the bus tour that we hadn’t seen yet was the Glass Church. It is free to visit, so after a breakfast at the local pub (Wednesday is discount day, so we thought we’d treat ourselves.), we headed out to see the church.

I didn’t take many photos on the walk as one, it was raining, and two, we had done most of the same walk on the day that we went to the Artisan Market in St Brelade. But, a couple of things caught my eye. The first one was a park near a church that we had seen on our bus ride yesterday.

St Andrew’s Park with St Andrew’s Church on the back right
Just a flowering bush that caught my eye

Now for the Glass Church, which is not made of glass but does have a lot of glass features. It is St Matthew’s Church was built as a modest chapel in the 1840s at the foot of Mount Felard to keep parishioners from having to walk up the steep hill to the parish church. In 1934, Lady Trent (widow of Jesse Boot of the Boot Pharmacy chain) commissioned Rene Lalique to decorate the renovated church with glass features, including an illuminated cross, a glass font, and glass screens adorned with the Jersey lily motif. The Glass Church is the only surviving Lalique commission of its kind, making it a unique and globally significant work of art.

Rene Lalique (1860-1945) was a French jeweler, medalist, and glass designer known for his creations of glass art, perfume bottles (notably in collaboration with Francois Coty), vases, jewelry, chandeliers, clocks, and automobile hood ornaments.

St Matthew’s Church
A closer view of the entry
A framed lighted glass piece in the foyer
The glass font
A view of the sanctuary
The Lalique glass windows
“The Sword of the Spirit” by Louise Ramsay. It depicts the Sword of the Spirit being planted in the sea
between Jersey and Guernsey.
Lalique figures in the side sacristy at the front of the sanctuary
A Lalique screen
The illuminated cross and pillars at the front of the church
Looking towards the back of the sanctuary
“The Rock” by Louise Ramsay.
It depicts a worshipper standing on a rock
while a turbulent sea crashes around him.

Louise Ramsay was born and educated in England but now lives and works in Jersey.

Looking down on St Saviour Parish
before we descend a series of steps
after having come back up Mount Felard from St Lawrence Parish

We haven’t included photos of the cats recently. They are both sweet cats with perhaps the strongest interest in food of any cats we have cared for. Although you can see, they can also be sweet snugglers as well.

The very sweet Bella. She is either on your lap or a bit aloof unless she thinks you are going to feed her.
Lu is very active and playful,
but likes to get close if he’s slowing down for the day.
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Devil’s Hole (10/28/25)

Bob and I walked downtown today to catch the number 7 bus to the Devil’s Hole (a natural crater in a cliff along the sea coast) on the north coast of the island. We hadn’t made it to the north coast before, and it did not disappoint—amazing rugged cliffs, lovely blue sea, and truth in advertising, a devil as well.

There is a bus stop in the parking lot of an inn/pub where the footpath down to Devil’s Hole begins.

Not the prettiest sign, but it got us started in the right direction.
This was one of the first things we saw along the path.

Devil’s Hole used to be called the Spiral Cave. One possible reason for the current name stems from a shipwreck of a French boat in 1851. Its figurehead was thrust straight into the hole by the tide, and a local sculptor transformed the torso into a wooden devil. This is that sculpture. It sets a mood.

Our first glimpse of the sea
on the short walk down to the viewing platform
If you enlarge this photo,
you can see land just to the left of the the rocks.
Not sure if that is France
or other smaller Channel Islands near Jersey.
Looking down the path, which circles around this cliff
Selfie along the north coast
More of the coastline and rugged cliffs
The Devil’s Hole, hard to capture the steepness of it
The Priory Inn and Pub, which was not open while we were there

The bus only runs hourly, so we had some time to kill before walking back near the La Mare Wine Estate where we needed to catch the bus heading back to St Helier. There was a posted footpath nearby, so we followed that for a bit back towards the sea.

Lovely scenery on that walk too.

This is the continuation of the Cliff Path that we were on.
We turned around here.
Another cave formed in the rock