Decades back, I ventured from the Redwoods of Northern California to Sarasota to visit my father who had relocated here. He rented me an old bungalow on Beach Rd. for my short stay. I moved in that first night and will never forget walking out onto the stunning white quartz sand the next morning. Three days later I sent for my things. My affection for Sarasota, and especially Siesta Key has only grown over the year. I'm offering my some of my favorite captures from over the years..some recent..others maybe fifteen years old. Every picture...more
