by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co., Island Realty and Co.
I worked with a guy who didn’t understand why everyone was so crazy about the mountains. Later, I discovered that he would awaken, sit on the couch until it was time to work, come home after work, and sit on his couch before retiring to bed. He could have lived...
by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co., Island Realty and Co.
Among other places, I have lived in Cheyenne Wyoming, Vail, CO, and even had a stint in Japan’s Misawa Air Base. What do these locations have in common? Snowfall. Blankets of the cold white stuff filling the air and descending to cover the world. Residents make the...
by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co., Island Realty and Co.
I was that student floating across the green spaces of Flagler College finding a tree to place my back against. Once the long solitary figure of Dr. Proctor stopped to ask me what I was reading. He seemed to nod in approval when I told him Robert Penn Warren and the...
by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co.
We left and began walking before the Sun had arisen. Didn’t really know what the surf would be like, but we knew there would be surf and that we were going. Zach and I cover many of the same topics and territory when we make our trek to the ocean. However, if you are...
by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co.
It has been said that a personal experience is a universal experience. We react to the sunrise on a beach untroubled by people and to the last leaves that fall from a solitary oak in many of the same ways: hope, perseverance, understanding, a sense of loss. If it...
by Michael Arnold | Island Properties Co.
On July 3, 1776, the day following the Continental Congress’ decision to declare independence (which actually occurred on July 2), John Adams penned a letter from Philadelphia to his wife Abigail in Boston, marking the occasion. The letter contained the...