Sebastian

Several months ago, I moved from the Orlando area…busy, bustling, heavy-populated to Sebastian where my two daughters live.  It’s small and quiet but still the Florida that I grew up with.  I love the beauty of my home.  Nature abounds in all her glory.

Quiet, it sleeps nestled along the river
that merges with the Atlantic.

Inlets allow entry of myriad
sea life easily spotted by
a walk along the edges.
 
Waterfront winds for miles;
I never tire of the

drive along the coast.
Pelicans diving into the
shallows, dolphin
slowly undulating through
the waves, their fins
breaking the water
while osprey and
eagle fish for lunch.
 
 
Men fish too, seafood
is abundant and fresh,
sometimes plucked
minutes away from
where you may be
enjoying it.
 
Our house sits in almost
constant sunshine…open
and welcoming, flowers
line the walkway up to
the bright red door.
Doves, Blue Jays,
Mockingbirds,
Cardinals and Red-
Bellied Woodpeckers
are daily visitors to
the bird feeders and
baths situated among
the lush greenery.
On occasion, a fox
has been spied
in our backyard
on an early morning
forage for food
or maybe a mate.

Warm most of the year,
The Sunshine State is
aptly nick-named.
Subtropical, our home
is verdant and flowering
most year ‘round.
We have gators, lots
of gators—almost all
bodies of water have
an alligator in it.
We’re home to manatees,
those gentle, slow-moving
“cows” of the inter-
coastal waterways who
are vying with motor
boats for their lives.

We also are host
to a special
one-of-a-kind
bird found no
where else in our
country, the Florida
Scrub Jay.
It is endangered
because of loss
of habitat.  It is
a stately blue-gray
and has an endearing
quality that I have
never seen in another
bird…they will take
food from your hand.
Wherever you go,
in whatever place
you find them, they
will fly out of the
scrub and eat peanuts
out of your open palm.
 
Very cool…I hope
they survive.

 

Pamela Sayers hosts us today at dVerse Poets for sharing the places we live:  http://dversepoets.com/2013/03/07/oh-the-places-we-live/

Loggerhead Turtle

Loggerhead of imposing spirit

Silhouette outlined in the moonlit night,

I watched a miracle of your endeavor.

A pit dug deep by flipper’s strength

In unaware trance of your audience.

Respectful of the sacred scene,

I quietly observe this clutch you’re leaving.

From your reverie you finally rouse

Oh, mother, still more toil ahead,

Slowly with each flip you fill

The sandy cavity’s excavation.

Nesting fulfilled, you turn to go

Beginning return to your ocean home.

Witnessing your grace and quiet might

I reach out my hand and touch your back.

I’ve had the good fortune to witness these beautiful marine reptiles several times on Florida’s beaches.   Each time has been at night when nesting females have come to lay their eggs.  During nesting season, it is common to see protected, cordoned off areas designating these as Loggerhead nests with warnings not to disturb them–it is unlawful to do so.  They are an endangered species.   Their eggs are about the same size and shape as a ping-pong ball.  I’ve yet to witness the eggs hatching–I hope to one day.   Adults average between 200 and 300 pounds.

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