Oh, St. Andrews State Park! Over 30 years ago, I first saw this barrier island which protects an area of the Big Bend region of the Florida Panhandle. My husband and I were newlyweds, and he was on a business trip to Port. St. Joe. I was lucky enough to be able to join him in Mexico Beach for a weekend – a real treat since money was tight and vacationing really was not an option for us then.
While Steve was busy with audit business, I took the rental car and just started driving. The weather was terrible; it was drizzly and the sky had that unvaried gray that would herald a snowfall if it occurred in a less tropical clime. I really don’t remember much about that day, but here’s what I do remember: I walked through the drizzle over a dune on a boardwalk, and saw emerald green water so clear I could see sand dollars and white sand under the water. For over 30 years, I have carried this memory with me and I’ve wanted Steve to have the same experience of that shocking green water against the monotone gray sky.
Well, that’s not quite how it worked out.
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