Sea turtle sighting on Jupiter Beach

We headed out to Jupiter Beach last weekend for a late-night turtle walk. And to my surprise, SUCCESS! There were several nests already marked, and we watched as one turtle made its way up the beach. I guess it didn’t like the sand, though, because it waddled back to the ocean pretty quickly — quick, for a turtle.

I thought that was pretty cool just to catch a glimpse of a turtle, but then, TURTLE SCORE! As we were walking along the beach, heading back to our car, we witnessed a turtle laying eggs! It was awesome!! We were on the beach for an hour or so, just watching the turtle mom carve out the perfect egg nest with her back fins. Then, egg-laying extravaganza!!

What a way to kick off the Fourth of July!!

It’s wild, it’s fire, it’s HOT

I know it’s the second day of summer, and I’m not here to complain. Well, sort of. The heat, fine. The humidity, OK. But the lack of rain, not cool. In addition to making everybody’s lawn look brown and crunchy, it’s giving way to wildfires throughout Florida.

Some of the reported 300+ (I don’t know what the actual number is, as it seems to be increasing everday) fires have started as a result of lightning striking. Others because of human stupidity, I’m sure.

Check out this pic I took last week — while J and I were up in Martin County we noticed part of Hobe Sound was on fire:

Where’d the snow go?

Winter’s a bitch, no doubt. It sucks I have to endure this all winter:

I read on CNN.com, “Snow present in 49 of 50 states,” and I really wanted to submit this picture of winter in Florida. I guess they were looking for more snow than sand. Oh well. Stay warm out there, my friends afar!!

Here a frog, there a frog

Summer is (almost) here, and that means daily showers and rising humidity.  You know how I feel about humidity.  And I don’t mind the rain, really.  It’s kind of nice.  For watering the flora and fauna.  For napping.  For filling the pool.  For watching everyone suddenly forget how to drive.  For bathing the frogs.  Apparently, if you have a pool, rain = frog city.  I’m not an amphibian-loving woman by nature.  I’ll totally look at one, but I’m definitely not touching one.  And, I certainly don’t want to swim with them.  Look at my pool after a downpour:

I mean, they’re kind of cute with their babies in tow and all.  But, then they leave behind all this jazz in my pool:

Yeah, that’s frog caviar.  Gross, huh.  I don’t want my pink pool floaty anywhere near that mess.

But, what’s a South Floridian to do???