The Flying Mullet

24 November 2010

Harvested cotton in SC

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Why The Flying Mullet?

While living on Jekyll Island, Georgia, my friends and I were in the habit of swimming at night. On one fateful night we were surrounded by a school of flying mullet jumping over and under us. It's one of those crazy nature encounters that you least expect but somehow you come away loving. And if you know me, you know I crave more adventures like these. This is a celebration to the flying mullet in our life.

Eva

"Energy and persistence conquers all things."
-Benjamin Franklin

Background

A naturalist looking for her niche. Recently transplanted from Florida to Colorado to New York. Enjoys birding, camping, traveling, and books. Happy parent of two silly rescue pups. A student of life looking for her next flying mullet.