Milestones and Friends

Several momentous events occurred in my life in 2005, beginning with a month-long trip to Italy with my daughter, newly graduated from college. When we returned home, I moved to St. Augustine, ninety miles away, as a newly divorced fifty-year old, beginning life in a new city with a new job. Feral cats roamed theContinue reading “Milestones and Friends”

Snow Inspires Florida Writer

I woke to a fairyland of snow-covered trees and lawn on a day when I thought I would be waking up to the marsh and swampland of the Everglades. I’d planned a writer’s retreat while my husband attended a conference in Reno. We began by spending a week with my daughter and her boyfriend inContinue reading “Snow Inspires Florida Writer”

Remembering Extinct Humans

By Patricia Zick @PCZick As the forty-third anniversary of the first Earth Day approaches, I’ve been thinking about endangered species – those species on the brink of becoming extinct. Extinct. Such a final word we apply to the animal kingdom. But did you know there’s a group of humans who lived in north Florida whoContinue reading “Remembering Extinct Humans”

In the Raw: The Present Moment Cafe

By Patricia Zick @PCZick I wasn’t sure what to expect when my daughter Anna told me she would be a “cook” at an all-raw restaurant. With fourteen years as a cook in a variety of restaurants, Anna knows her way around a kitchen. When she began working at The Present Moment Cafe in St. Augustine,Continue reading “In the Raw: The Present Moment Cafe”

The “porpoise” of life

Happy 2013. We made it past the end of the Mayan calendar, but not sure if we fell off a cliff or not. I wish for you all peace and prosperity this coming year and may you all discover purpose in your life. If that’s not possible, I hope you at least dance as freeContinue reading “The “porpoise” of life”

Finding the Road to Happiness

By Patricia Zick @PCZick I wrote Raising Independent Children about my daughter moving to Oregon. Here’s a follow up to that post. I stood on the bricks of an old St. Augustine street just after dawn one Sunday morning. Tears streamed down my face as I waved to the back of a VW bug. MyContinue reading “Finding the Road to Happiness”