Monday, April 19, 2010

Weekend Review

It has been a while since I've posted, but I have a good reason:  My son, Patrick, and my 4 1/2 year old granddaughter, Madison were visiting me.  I spent a few days cooking up stuff to keep in the fridge for their visit (and we ate so little of it....went out most of the time) and then had no inclination to spend time writing here while I was lucky enough to have them in my house!

So today, after I've biked to the beach to meet a friend and have lunch, I sit on the screened porch and create a "weekend review" for the blog.

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Calmer golf course now that winter is over and summer vacation hasn't started yet.




Hey, I can watch Jeopardy while sorting photos for the blog!




Weeks of 70+ degree weather....Heaven.


Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Against My Better Judgment...

...I will post this article from the Miami Herald.  I hope it doesn't cause a flood of people to come here now.  But then, the Herald has more readers than my blog (by a bit) so if they come, it's the Herald's fault, not mine.


THE PANHANDLE
New Panama City airport could stir Gulf Coast's sleepy way of life




Getting there: Panama City-Bay County Airport, to be re-named Northwest Florida Beaches International Airport, opens in May. There are no nonstop flights from South Florida, but Southwest and Delta will fly to Panama City from Fort Lauderdale, and American and Delta from Miami, with one stop or change of planes in under four hours. Travelers can also fly to Pensacola, although it is farther (70 miles to Grayton Beach). American flies nonstop from Miami in an hour and 45 minutes; several other airlines fly from South Florida, with a change of planes, in just under four hours.


BY ELEANOR BERMAN
Travel Arts Syndicate

SOUTH WALTON -- They call it the Emerald Coast for the blue-green water, but the color I remember best about the beaches of South Walton is white: wide expanses of sand so white it glistens in the sun. Few beaches in Florida or anywhere can match this 26-mile shoreline in Walton County, bordering the Gulf of Mexico in Florida's northwest Panhandle. The sand is nearly pure quartz crystal, dazzling to the eye and soft underfoot.

This beach lover's paradise has been a semi-secret, known mostly to visitors from Atlanta, Birmingham, Tallahassee and other areas within driving distance. But that may change this spring when an international airport opens in Panama City, a half-hour away.

Beaches are not the only thing special about South Walton. More than 40 percent of the region is preserved as state parks and forests, meaning highways are lined with tall trees instead of strip malls, and the recreational possibilities, from kayaks to fishing to nature trails, are endless.

A string of 15 small, low-rise, low-key villages border the sea running along Scenic Route 30A, where a bike lane stretches the entire 19 miles of the highway. Each town has its own charming cottage architecture and locally-owned boutiques and restaurants. Vacationers can settle into a cottage or condo and walk to beach, shops, dining, tennis, outdoor concerts and other recreation. While there are plenty of luxury options, many rates are lower than better-known resort areas.


THE OLD TIMER
The oldest of the communities is Grayton Beach, which celebrates its 120th birthday this year. The shoreline of Grayton Beach State Park was named a national winner in 1994 by ``Dr. Beach,'' Stephen Leatherman. The park boasts massive dunes, winding trails, abundant wildlife, and Western Lake, one of the loveliest of the 15 coastal dune lakes found along Highway 30A.

The town itself is a laid-back place with oyster shell roads where historic cottages mix with modern beach houses in the shade of pines and oaks. For a long time, ``town'' meant one combination general store and Saturday night dance hall. That building still stands as the very popular Red Bar.

The original breezy, weathered cypress homes in Grayton Beach were among the inspirations for neighboring Seaside, the best-known village along the highway. This planned community developed in the early 1980s is in a style known as New Urbanism, imitating compact towns of the past where neighbors visited on the front porch and could easily walk to town.

Pastel cottages with pretty porches and white picket fences are set on narrow lanes, all no more than a five-minute walk from the town center or beach. A network of sand walkways cuts through the middle of blocks, allowing for a comfortable barefoot walk to the beach. At the end of each street stands a beach pavilion; there are nine in all, no two alike.

Seaside was the setting of the idyllic town featured in the movie The Truman Show.

Similar developments followed, each with a spirit of its own. Rosemary Beach, boasting a wide village green, has a West Indies influence. WaterColor added a luxurious seaside inn and gourmet restaurant to the mix. The newest development, elegant Alys Beach, has a Bermuda look.



ARTS SCENE
Driving from town to town is a treat because each has its own shops and galleries. Florida's Panhandle definitely is Deep South, and there's a lot of appealing Southern folk art to be seen with artists often on hand to tell you about their work.

Big Mama's Hula Girl Gallery in Grayton Beach is a hoot, a funky and delightful mix of artwork by the owner, Debbie Weant-Lane, and whimsical glass mosaics by Phil Kiser, who was a recent Beaches of the South Walton Artist of the Year.

Seaside's Eileen West gallery is filled with charming Southern folk art known as ``Outsider'' for artists who have no professional training. The gallery is set along Ruskin Place, a cache of shops and galleries around a scenic green where an open house Art Walk takes place the first Friday of each month.

The Artists at Gulf Place in Santa Rosa Beach is a cooperative artists' colony and open air market where the wares include handcrafted jewelry, pottery and beach photography, as well as all kinds of local art.

The gallery of Justin Gaffrey in Blue Water Beach shows the work of another former Artist of the Year whose oil paintings are done in a style called ``impasto,'' using thick applications of paint to produce a textured, three-dimensional effect.

WaterColor has a satellite branch of the Ogden Museum of Southern Art, the New Orleans museum that has the country's largest collection of Southern art.

Those in search of more traditional shopping should take the 20-minute drive to Sandestin on U.S. Highway 98 (the Emerald Coast Highway), where they will find familiar stores like Chico, J.Crew and Coldwater Creek. The Silver Sands Factory Stores complex features names like Calvin Klein, Kenneth Cole and Michael Kors.

Sandestin will also please vacationers who prefer a complete resort. The Sandestin Golf & Beach Resort offers seven miles of private beach plus bay front for boating, four championship golf courses, and Baytowne Wharf, a pedestrian village with more shops, some of the area's best dining and lively nightlife.

While some of the area's few high-rise hotels are here, the beautifully landscaped acres also include a number of cottage communities in keeping with the spirit of the region. The variety of lodgings means rates for every budget. Convenient resort shuttle service means you can relax once you arrive, with no need for a car to get around.

Like all of little-heralded South Walton, the resort is a find.   (Note:  Sandestin is where I am this winter.  And you can see lots of photos of it, plus some of the places listed in this article in other blog posts.)

Monday, April 12, 2010

80 Degrees and the Beach

It hit 80 today!  Didn't swim, because the purple flag is up (meaning dangerous marine life...stingrays and the such) but did watch others risking it while I lunched at the Hilton's outdoor restaurant next door to my resort.

Shrimp wraps and fresh fruit!


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Ships in the distance


Sundeck and restaurant


Restaurant




My granddaughter would love the pink umbrellas!


Sparkling water


Spring Breakers Gone?

Since this is my first winter experience in the Panhandle, I don't know if the missing crowds I saw yesterday signals that spring breakers, for the most part, are gone now or if we have one more week of them.  I'll find out when I venture out today.  But it sure is nice to have the place to myself again. 

Witness the 2PM lunch I had at Hammerhead's in Baytowne Wharf yesterday.  Yep, the guy still sang his Jimmy Buffet and other songs from my generation for about six of us.  What a nice relaxing lunch it was!


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Our entertainer


I counted only ten others there at this time.


Hammerhead's on the bay...live music daily.



Saturday, April 10, 2010

Julie and Julia

I just watched Julie and Julia again for the seventh or eighth time.  I love it.  I love it so much that I bought it tonight for $7.99 at the local DVD store going out of business.

If you like Meryl Streep (and who doesn't?) and Amy Adams (ditto) and Stanley Tucci (ditto ditto) and happy, feel-good movies, you will love it, too.  And the fact that it is based on a real story makes it even better.

I did like The Blind Side and I did think Sandra Bullock's Oscar-winning performance was good, but IMHO, I think some popularity and sympathy voting (Bullock had never won one before and Streep has) accounted for her win this year.  I believe Streep deserved it.  She had Julia Child down pat. 

Anyway, if you haven't seen it, you should. 


You really should.











Thursday, April 8, 2010

And I Didn't Think It Could Get Any Better.....

Obviously, being gone a week proved me wrong!  Can it get any better?!  It's lovely walking and biking around Sandestin in April!

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My "neighborhood"



























































Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

Aaaaahhhh, good to stretch the legs.  I just drove 6 hours from Atlanta back to Sandestin without stopping.  I really should stop and stretch and move about, as it is healthy for so many reasons, but once I'm on the road, I just want to keep going until I reach my destination.  And there aren't any great places to stop from Atlanta to the Panhandle (through Alabama.)  The drive is easy and pretty, but nowhere fantastic to stop.  So...............

I'm home.  It's q-u-i-e-t.  Ahhhh.  I know I'm gettin' old when after about a week with my son and his lovely family, I have had about all I can take of the kids' TV shows, dog barking, kids' volume voices (kids do yell, scream and shout you know...whether in fun and laughter or tears and squabbling....)  It pains me to think I can't block out noise like I used to when I was younger and I dearly, dearly love visiting Pat, Kate, Madison and Cayden.  But I guess that's just the way it is now. 

I am getting o-l-d.  Period.

But I feel so grateful for my son, his wife and my grandchildren!  They are so good to me when I'm there and I always have fun.  So many memories of good times.  And tomorrow I will miss them already.



From 2007, but the only one I have of them all together on this computer's hard drive: