Roots of rest
April Zee navigates a gravel path between an open meadow and a thick forest. She steps off the path into tall grasses where scattered mounds of dirt peek up at her from the ground … Continue readingRoots of rest
True Florida Stories
April Zee navigates a gravel path between an open meadow and a thick forest. She steps off the path into tall grasses where scattered mounds of dirt peek up at her from the ground … Continue readingRoots of rest
Some pucker their lips. Others take the shot stone-faced. No customer could pass Elijah “Fish” Gurman’s booth without being heckled into a shot of diced pickles … Continue readingDo you want to try some pickles?
“Has your mom been feeding you?” Surrounded by the white walls and paper-lined tables of an exam room, I was puzzled by the pediatrician’s question … Continue readingThe other side of the scale
Each time we stepped out onto the ice, it reminded us we were a part of something different — something that, at first glance, didn’t seem like it belonged … Continue readingHeading into the off season
Beneath the crystal-clear water of Alexander Springs, the edge of a fin flits among rippling eelgrass and tiny minnows … Continue readingThe scales that guard the springs