Dooley Groves, Ruskin
It was a bright and brisk January morning, one month after our insanity fueled, mid-holiday, relocation to Florida. We managed to survive both the move and our first Christmas away from home. Now that we could relax we wanted to do something wholly Floridian and headed to Ruskin and Dooley Groves.
We were going to pick some orange jewels from their bountiful trees.