Showing posts with label museum of natural history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label museum of natural history. Show all posts

Sunday, August 7, 2011

The stuff I promised you. Not a travelogue!

Micanopy

Bailey White wrote about Micanopy, and that's why I looked for it on the internet.  It's a sleepy drive from Lake City;  even while we were driving through Gainesville it was not especially stressful.  It was one of those 110° heat-index days that you're tired of reading about, and we cracked the car windows and got out. You can walk the length of the business district in five minutes, if you stop and browse a little.

We spent some time at the Shady Oak Gallery where local artists display and sell their work. The place is air conditioned and the pieces were great. They offer week-long stained glass classes, if you're interested. They also rent suites long- and short-term, in case the place charms the pants off you. And, if you're not charmed out of your pants, well, you must not be wearing any.

I had some serious business on my mind as we walked into the gallery: the only public restrooms in Micanopy.
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After that, I could enjoy the wares. Beverly (an artist there) told us the town's name is pronounced "Mik uh NOPE ee" and that it used to be a company town. Everyone worked at a crate factory, and all the stores were company stores. She came for a visit years ago, stayed to work on her art, then took a part-time job in the gallery.  She's living the dream.  Seriously.

The clouds waited too long for the public restroom. We took refuge here:
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I was going to take a picture here
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and then I saw that he was selling postcards of the same picture, and I imagined me asking if it was okay for me to shoot, and him pointing at the postcard rack, so I took this picture instead:

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To add poo to the potato salad, I can't remember the shop's name. "Robe__t_____"?  He sold some interesting memorabilia, including some ancient stuff.  It's a museum where you can touch and buy the exhibits.

Museum of Natural History at the University of Florida, where you cannot touch and buy the exhibits

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The picture is fine. I was fuzzy that day.
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RAWR!  Mosey away - I am a Giant Sloth.

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"Does this mammoth make me look fat?"  Alternate caption: "The Mammoth, and some elephant-thing."  Vote now.  [You KNOW I did not suggest the elephant remark.]

Ichetucknee Springs

This shot is no better than the ones I posted before, but I really took this one.
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The spring is the deeper-blue area in the southwest quadrant of the picture

It was 100° that day, and it still took 20 minutes of self-talk to get me in.

At the Blue Hole (a different spring in the same system). Mary offered me her mask, and swam out with me to calm my jitters.
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Again with Annie.  Annie would have swim swam swum out with a mask, but says she wouldn't have gone right over the spring's mouth like she did with Mary.

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Thanks, Mary! You made our visit 10X better.
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Mary and Jack L., originally from Long Island, NY.  It was fun meeting you!

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This river was NOT closed. Once I got beyond the sign, I could see it was running just like before. They mean that it was too late to start down the river in a tube - they close that down at 3:30 PM.

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The CUTE was not closed!

Monday, August 1, 2011

Things you learn at the movies

I told you all about 49¢ day at Blockbuster, and how the clerks are all "Wow!  You're going to have a Twilight movie marathon tonight because ripping movies onto your computer is not legal!" and how we smile and nod, because ripping movies onto your computer is not legal (Blockbuster clerks make killer copyright lawyers).   They probably caught the moue of misery on my face and assumed I was already a huge Bella fan.  We're totally Team Jacob, which I never knew was a thing until Annie told me.

I tricked Annie into sightseeing yesterday.  Tricked = badgered.  I tricked her down to Micanopy, then I tricked her back into Gainesville to the Museum of Natural History.  On a nicer day, I could have tricked her into the Butterfly Rainforest, but it's outdoors, y'all.