Opinion Archive

When my husband and I first moved to the area 25 years ago, we spent every weekend on a local beach. He would fish and I would walk the shoreline, looking for shells, sand dollars or anything else that caught my eye.

There’s something about a body of water as large as the Gulf of Mexico that is exciting. What’s in there that we can’t see? The possibilities are endless.

Money and centralized power have deeply infected our politics.

Numerous studies have proven that special interest groups dominate the landscape.

Some things never change in college football.

Alabama keeps winning. Florida State can’t get itself right.

At work, I park near a vacant lot that is littered with debris, trees and the occasional burst of color.

Last week, I noticed that in addition to dozens of chaotic and prolific small yellow flowers, there were a few pale purple blooms.

Initial impressions can sometimes be deceiving.

At any point in time the subject of interest may be in a brief transitory state which soon passes into a condition more representative of the creature’s true nature, especially insects.

A friend once described the vacations my wife and I take to rural Indiana as “homey.” That is an apt description. Life slows down dramatically, and we get much-needed rest. If you are stressed out or suffering from insomnia, read on.

One recent vacation highlight was daily watching a groundhog venture out to forage for food. The chubby rodent had burrowed under a storage shed behind my father-in-law’s house.

I’ve heard people complain that there is nothing to do in Navarre or surrounding nearby communities.

However, if you hear this in the next 1.5 months – it must be someone that is in a basement without connection to the outside world. (There are very few basements in this area.

When are we, Pensacola and south Santa Rosa residents going to know the real reason that the second of the new Bay Bridge was damaged?

Florida taxpayers should start to pay attention to a debate that is playing out behind the scenes in the halls of Congress and would have a very real effect on Floridians.

Loss. Loss. Loss. Loss.

It is kind of a dreary start to a column but it’s a simple way of stating that the beginning of the 2018 volleyball season, Ryan Davenport’s first as the head coach, did not start off well.