Fort Clinch State Park
Orange, pink and blue swirls of color explode from the sky at sunset. The silhouette of the fort wall slashes straight black lines across the colorful backdrop.
Whitetail deer with a seven point rack of antlers. The coarse yellow and green grass surrounds him as he turns his head to look. His strong muscular body stands ready to bolt at the thought of danger.
A baby alligator swims with its head lifted above the expanse of tiny green particles of duck weed that coat the surface of the water with yellow blossoms stretching high on hair-like stalks.
A civil war soldier in blue wool pants and homespun shirt bends over the fire to stir the evening meal that is bubbling away in a large, black cast iron kettle.
Paper bags of candy, jars with gumballs, pickles, licorice and pretzels line the rough wooden shelves and countertops of the Fort Clinch sutlery. There are also canvas sacks of coffee and flour. Iron chandeliers that hold oil lamps hang from the ceiling t
Dozens of civil war era surgical tools are laid out on a rough, wooden table covered in canvas in the Fort Clinch Hospital. They are all different shapes and sizes, each having a specific purpose.
Volunteer Appreciation Dinner
The shoreline where the Atlantic ocean meets the golden sands of Amelia Island stretches out into the distance.
A brown and yellow moth with its suede textured wings lights on delicate rosemary branches. Small drops of dew glisten on the tips of the rosemary.
The winding road leading to historic Fort Clinch is canopied by giant live oak trees that drip with gray spanish moss. The sun filtering through their branches casts speckled shadows on the s-shaped curves of the pavement.
