“They Both Call Central Florida Home”


Herman’s ‘Hermit’* and

Roger McGuinn’s ‘Byrd’ both make

their homes in my patch.

 

  • (Haven’t seen Peter Noone bopping about lately, but McGuinn a regular on local PBS fundraisers and occasional is caught on-eye ’round Mount Dora, a hop-skip-and-jump from Sanford, West on State Road 46 through a patch of bear country after our state’s only Wild And Scenic River, The Wekiva, and before Mount Plymouth, Sorrento and then quaint and lovely lake-fronted Mount Dora.  So many “Mounts” for such a short land!  (Musn’t forget nearby Clermont,” which actually has hills and vales, some of stupendous swings, topographically, to actually still shy of our state’s topmost hill of 340-some feet above sea level.  Florida’s tallest “peak” is lower than some states’ lowest valleys.)  Why just East of Snaffurd there lies Geneva atop one of – if not the actual – tallest hills in Seminole County: hence Geneva is our alpine gift to the landscape. And I live and farm atop Sanford’s tallest rill, a ridgeline matched across the way to the North by DeBary and Orange City forming the high points along the westward-jog of The Saint Johns River, which locals of oldentimey bent still suggest is the only Northward-flowing River in the Northern Hemisphere.  Sometimes the beams in our eyes outdo the therein-residing Motes to make geography so gooey. And, now, I shall just Turn, Turn, Turn.)

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