Crawfordville is Country Livin’ at it’s finest. When I tell you that I’m in the boonies, I am not exaggerating. 

Crawfordville, FL

This is the view from my window each and every time I get in the car. But I have explored several little local spots that I have found to be memorable. 

Yesterday Tink and I checked out Shell Point Beach. It is a very small community with gorgeous homes and a small beach. It was perfect for an afternoon stroll and perhaps a picnic but there is not a lot to do so we walked around the little community and hopped back in the car to visit Oyster Bay, which was only good for a picture. But it was a good picture! And Tink and I enjoyed the drive. 

Today, my Abby and I checked out St Marks Lighthouse. It is such a gorgeous drive and although we couldn’t get in the lighthouse, we loved every second of being on St Marks Nature Preserve. The lighthouse was really neat and it was quiet and pristine out on St Marks. Then we ventured to the town of St Marks which was well……country. We decided against eating there because we figured finding gluten free might be tough.

St Marks Lighthouse
Bo Lynn’s Grocery in St Marks

 We brought Tinker home and opted to check out The Lodge at Wakulla Springs for an early dinner. Dinner was mostly inedible but

The Lodge At Wakulla Springs

the place itself is definitely something worth seeing. According to the website In 1937, financier Edward Ball took his idea of quiet elegance and placed it gently in the most serene place he’d found on his international travels, Wakulla Springs. He imported marble and tile, hired artisans in iron and stone, and introduced to the world a most unique retreat.

To explore the history of this grand hotel is to take a voyage back in time to Florida’s “land boom”—those glorious days when people and money flowed into the Sunshine State, braving swamps and mud slides with an eye to the future. It started during the 1920s, when Ball was touring Florida’s panhandle looking for land to purchase to grow pulpwood. He found love at first sight at Wakulla Springs. “I knew then that the area had to be preserved,” Ball said, “but I didn’t know exactly how at the time.”