Tonight's picture was taken by Peter on April 4, 2002. At 12:53 am, the morning that Mattie was born. Peter followed Mattie into the nursery of the hospital and watched him being cleaned off, weighed and so forth. But what I love about this photo, was you could tell how alert Mattie was from day one!
Quote of the day: There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were. ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower
The Mound is named for a previous resident, Ernest Otter a one-time owner who had occupied the property until 1997. Otter is credited for the unique whelk shell terraces that define the preserve’s signature man-made feature.
While at the Mound, we had the opportunity to talk to two other visitors there. It turns out that the man we were talking to was the nephew of Ernest Otter. He had never visited this property before, so for him it was like visiting a piece of his family's history. It is a shame that his family doesn't still own this property.
Otter Mound and the property surrounding it was a home site for early settlers who worked in the Marco Island clamming industry. The "Mound" on which Otter Mound Preserve sits was constructed by the Calusa native inhabitants from oyster, southern surf clam, lightning whelk, and other shellfish species and dates between 700 AD – 1200 AD.
There was once a house on the Mound. But it no longer exists. The only remaining structure was the house's outhouse!
Peter and I love being by the beach, but we are not sun or water worshipers. So we know when visiting a beach area, there has to be other attractions to visit.
Where did I get most of these bites? Not on the nature trails, but at a restaurant called The Bay House. The restaurant is located on one of the inlets and while eating dinner, they attacked me.
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