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Drought, Doubt and Florida Bay

Dead seagrass in the shallows of Florida Bay, Flamingo, Everglades National Park, FL 6-26.

Mangroves along Florida Bay are packed full of dead seagrasses, even so, I smile for the camera to alleviate the continual mosquito attack, June 2026. Photo Ed Lippisch.

Hardened shoreline and unhealthy looking waters of Florida Bay, Flamingo, ENP, June 2026.

As I write, the skies above me are electrified. Thor is throwing bolts angrily and I am wondering if my ancient oak trees might get struck. Rain is coming, again, to Martin County, Florida. Martin has been fortunate this year to receive these waters from Heaven while much of the state has not.

On my recent trip with my husband Ed in June to Florida Bay, the waters looked thick and chalky. There were no manatees floating about lazily as in years past. Dead stinking seagrasses lifted from the bottom packed and covered the shoreline. Not a pretty sight.

As we all know, years ago, in an effort to develop our state, humans broke the flow of water flowing south from Lake Okeechobee to the Everglades, channelized the serpentine Kissimmee, and dug out multiple other canals to drain the state. The Buttonwood Canal connecting Coot and White Water Bay in Flamingo was one of the worst, injecting salt water into fresh and not allowing fresh to run into saline. A concrete barrier separates the two. The fallacy of this becomes especially evident during drought times.

According to the South Florida Water Management District’s DROUGHT IN SOUTH FLORIDA 2000-2001 “drought visits North America almost every year in some part of the United States and in nearly every decade. In Central and South Florida several droughts were reported: in 1932, 1955-1957, 1961-1963, 1971-1972, 1973-1974, 1980-1982, 1985, 1988-1989, 1990, 2001-2001” and in 2011 the Boyer Survey, an Archaeological Investigation of Lake Okeechobee was conducted as the lake was so low ancient Indian burial grounds were exposed.

Always, south of Lake Okeechobee is one of the most important areas for wading birds. This year it has been very dry, not good nesting conditions, as shown in red by the US. Drought Monitor for Florida.

The sun does shine though…

Much good work has occurred since the 1970s trying to improve Florida’s water disconnect and in wet years so long as the rain “falls in the right place” water can be sent south to Florida Bay. But in years like 2026, there really was not enough water to send as is reflected in this July 9th SFWMD chart as presented at the Governing Board Meeting. Not to mention the thirsty and politically savvy sugar fields are unquestionably first in line with permits, political contributions and history ….

SFWMD chart reflecting water sent south. 2026 so far is not much.

But there are alternatives….

Gil Smart and Eve Samples of Vote Water and Friends of the Everglades located in Stuart have been politely presenting a theory, really an old theory in new form. Their RESCUE THE RIVER OF GRASS campaign advocates for the public acquisition of at least 100,000 acres in the Everglades Agricultural Area for storage, treatment and to send clean water south to Florida Bay.

Of course the EAA Reservoir, which I completely support is the “crown jewel” of Everglades Restoration and the DeSantis Administration has done great job keeping this fire burning and funding this hard fought necessity. But I am worried that when this administration turns the page in November, that “the powers that be” could highjack the EAA Reservoir to service agricultural needs over sending water south to Florida Bay – the Savings Clause.

Maybe I’m paranoid? Maybe I’m afraid history will repeat itself?Maybe I’m right?

As we turn the corner this General Election, let’s keep our eye on restoring the River of Grass and the EAA Reservoir and all the politics that surround it. We have to.

An osprey perched above Florida Bay looking for fish…

The Best Fruit Stand in North America, “Robert is Here”

“Gateway to the Glades” Robert is Here Fruit Stand and Farm Est. 1959.

On our recent trip to Everglades National Park, Ed and I stumbled upon what I consider to be the best fruit stand in North America. On our American Great Loop Journey, Ed and I visited quite a few, but none compare to this. The name of the stand is “Robert is Here” and it’s located in Homestead, Florida. If you want to visit, I’d go now as Robert’s is surrounded by conspicuous newly constructed apartment buildings in just about every direction. As they used to say at the South Florida Water Management District, “houses, the final crop…”

Apartment buildings can be seen encroaching from every direction. Here just across the street

Ed and I stopped by on our way back to Stuart from fishing in White Water Bay. We’d noticed the fruit stand coming in, in fact I’d seen it multiple times over the years, but I’d never stopped. Ed is always in a hurry to get home…

“Hey Ed, for my birthday, let’s stop at this fruit stand”. He threw me a glance, then smiled, he knew he had to capitulate.

It was a Sunday and people were swarming the place. Finding a parking place was not easy. Once inside, we understood why. It was amazing!

There were tropical fruits of all kinds, some the size of footballs. Apparently Robert, standing behind the cash register in the photo below, established the stand by himself in 1959 when he was just six years old. His father, disappointed that little Robert had not sold the cucumbers given him, constructed a sign to accompany the boy at the table. The sign read: “ROBERT IS HERE.” By noon, all of the boy’s cucumbers were sold, and as they say, “the rest is history”.

Robert who started the fruit stand in 1959, stand behind the counter today. He added up what we bought on a paper bag and did the math in his head. Pretty cool!

The same corner little Robert stood on in 1959 is today the best fruit stand in North America..along with a petting zoo, wood carvers, artist, and specialty vendors. Like a time warp, one is transported back in time when Florida was Florida. So refreshing!

Jackfruit is the larges tropical fruit that grows on trees and can read 80 pounds.

I think this fruit is a sapodilla. It tasted like kind of like a pear and the flesh was a beautiful color.

Robert obviously bought up more than the corner, and today the fruit stand covers much land featuring artists and a petting zoo. Robert’s last name is Moehling.

The zoo included a number of emus of which the public, mostly joyful little kids, could feed fresh watermelon!

I cannot imagine that this iconic South Florida fruit stand, the best in North America, would ever be sold and turned into characterless apartment buildings, but in Florida, who knows. It seems in the present state we’re selling our soul for a bunch of houses.

Afraid of Mosquitoes? Not me! Let’s go fishing! Everglades National Park

Ed and I were attacked by an army of mosquitoes at the entrance to Everglades National Park. 🙂

Ed asked me what I wanted to do for my 62nd birthday. My immediate reply was “Let’ go to Everglades National Park”!

In order to entice him, I even promised to go fishing, something I usually do not do as I feel sorry for the fish. “We’ll throw them back,” I laughed. I’ll learn to identity them. It will be fun”!

The traffic was brutal, but we made it there from Stuart to Flamingo, the resting place of Guy Bradley, who in 1902 became Florida Audubon’s first game warden tasked with protecting wading birds. Of course he was shot and killed after confronting a man and his two sons hunting egrets for their plumes. At the time plumes were worth more than gold. Warden Bradley and others like him changed the course of environmental history – with their lives. Many do not remember him today, but rather focus on enjoying the natural resources of the area.

Repurposed steel shipping containers provide a very nice hotel experience at Flamingo, ENP and have a beautiful view of Florida Bay.

View of Florida Bay from our lodge room.

Ed and I were pleasantly surprised by the quality of the lodge. Repurposed steel shipping containers make for a great stay. Very clean, functional and affordable, Ed and I plan to return.

Carolina Skiff rented for the day provided a fun day on the Buttonwood Canal, Coot Bay and spectacular White Water Bay.

Ed practicing his casting on White Water Bay.

Ed teaches me how to tie a special knot.

It was in the 90s , but with a breeze the mosquitos were in our wake. In the early morning Ed and I took to the water. I captained the skiff and Ed practiced his fly-fishing.

So hot! Water so still! Not a one fish bite, but believe it or not, a school of mullet jumped into the boat!

Ed asked if I wanted to cut them up for bait. “No”! I said, and we returned them to the water to reunite with their friends.

Smiling from ear to ear, I recalled the stories of the late Ernie Lyons, Editor of the Stuart News, who wrote about St. Lucie River’s early days when there were so many fish in the river they jumped into your boat.

“Ed we’re just like Ernie Lyons!” I teased. Ed rolled his eyes.

The mangroves provide habitat for crocodiles and many other birds and animals.

Crocodiles are salt water reptiles and prevalent in ENP.

As we approached the shoreline, I saw the crocodile. So ancient, so wise, so intimidating. I slowed down to be careful to go around him and thought of all the changes his kind have seen in 240 million years.

Harbour Master, Reuben, welcomed upon our return.

Returning after a great day, Harbour Master, Reuben provided excellent service helping bring in the skiff. As I stepped out of the boat, I asked about the gigantic osprey nest still ominous and hanging.

“This year the female osprey returned as she has for many years. She called and called and called, but the male did not return. You know they mate for life,” Reuben said. “She was crying for over a month. But nothing, no mate, no chicks. We really miss them; they are like family.”

“So sad.” I replied….

I looked at Ed and thought about how lucky I am that he always comes home.

“Hey babe, do you want to get a drink”?

Osprey nest at Flamingo. No chicks in 2026.

We made our way to the Flamingo Lounge and Restaurant right next to our cargo lodge room, ordered a couple of vodka tonics, telling fish stories about the tarpon we will catch next time! 🦟