And it Begins

As we head north, the scenery changes.  Everything becomes more vertical.  The trees start getting taller, the houses skinny and tall, the bridges higher.  There are more stilts and more balconies.  

The wildflowers turn into corn poppies and coreopsis.  The birds start singing different tunes.

Rain and fog make for somber travel.  We are mostly silent, but aware of each other and the road ahead of us.  Jon sings every word to Talib Kweli and Bob Dylan.

The first destination is Black Creek off Saint John's River.  We've made it across Florida and still get to enjoy palms and spanish moss.  A young couple great us.  They have a fresh baby boy and a backyard with a fishing pond.  We relax instantly.  The next day we travel to a nearby home on the river.  An infinity pool overlooks ski boats.  I meet Jon's childhood buddies and friends we haven't seen since our wedding.  When the day ends we are back on the road.