to be well

adverbially, at least.

Confession: I went to the doctor for the first time in eight years this week. 

Photos taken by me, on a walk around Sarasota’s Celery Fields at sunrise.

The gap between appointments wasn’t on purpose, really, though it also wasn’t an accident. I’ve been healthy, so what did I need to see a doctor about? Sure, in that time period I’ve seen a dermatologist …