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Faces at the Farmers Market in Ft. Myers Florida. By Paul Goldfinger © Undated. Click to enlarge.

THE VELOURS  From Forever Doo Wop Vol I

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Paul Goldfinger. Ft.Myers Florida. Edison Estate. 2019. ©


HANS ZIMMER, GEOFF ZANELLI, AND BLAKE NEELY—–   “Honor.”  This is the main title theme from the HBO Miniseries The Pacific.


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Gasparilla Island, Fla. Paul Goldfinger photo.  Click to enlarge


BOBBY PAGE AND THE RIFF-RAFFS.  From the original soundtrack of The Green Book:



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Paul Goldfinger ©.Sanibel Island Lighthouse, Florida. c 2016. Tri-X Collection. Click to enlarge.

WARREN VACHE´AND FRIENDS.  Houston Person (tenor sax) and Nicki Parrott (vocal.)  “Only Trust Your Heart”   Written by Benny Carter.

“Never trust your dreams
When you’re about to fall in love
Or your dreams will quickly fall apart
So if you’re smart, really smart
Only trust your heart.”

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Ft. Myers, Florida (southwest) Paul Goldfinger c. 2015. ©  Click to enlarge.




From the movie score of Pride and Prejudice:  “Secret Life of Daydreams.”


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Internet photo of Mar-a-Lago. get image.jpg.  Palm Beach, Florida


Ocean Boulevard, a few blocks from Mar-a-Lago, Palm Beach, Fla, Paul Goldfinger photo. Feb, 2019. ©


By Ross Anzaldi, Esq.  Special to Blogfinger.net.

It was a sunny Florida day, when I received a call from an old friend inviting us to join them for dinner on the following evening.  I should have been prepared for the unexpected when he told me that I needed to wear a jacket, something not usually needed in Florida.

We were to dine Mar-a-Lago., the “Winter White House” of President Donald Trump.

1100 South Ocean Boulevard, Palm Beach, is situated between the Lake Worth Bay and the Atlantic Ocean in Palm Beach.   It was the former home of Marjorie Merriweather Post (the Post cereal heiress) and it is now a country club, a National Historic Landmark, and the “Winter White House.”

With anticipation, we drove across the bay into Palm Beach and rode along the Ocean admiring the many grand estates facing the Atlantic.  We suddenly slowed and made a sharp right turn under a stone archway into a narrow driveway.

In front of us was Mar-a-Lago, a grand estate of a Spanish/Moorish architecture.  It was over three stories high with a bell tower and numerous chimneys rising  into the sky.  A croquet court was to our left and a large American flag was in the center of the lawn.

Our car stopped under a stone portico, and valets opened all four doors at once.  As we exited the vehicle we faced a wrought iron doorway bracketed by a stone archway and columns.  We entered a small reception area and were reminded by the receptionist to turn off our phones and that no pictures were permitted.

We were then escorted into a high ceilinged dining room.  About 20 tables were set for diner.  Fresh flowers were on each table.  The windows were surrounded by heavy drapes and were lace covered.  The Spanish and Moorish decor was maintained throughout the dining room.

We then continued into an intimate club bar area.  We sat by the fireplace and enjoyed our cocktails and then returned to our table.

Dinner was buffet style.  This evening it featured seafood.   The serving area was outside under another portico, protected from the elements.  The view was onto the Intracoastal Waterway and bay.  The buffet was arrayed over  30 feet of various serving stations.  Whole lobsters were cracked— the meat removed and plated.  Shrimp, crab legs, oysters, clams, Dover Sole, in addition to filet mignon.

The salads included hearts of palm, anchovies, and various type of dressings.  A wide assortment of cheeses and breads rounded off the fare.   So many choices, so little time.  After making my salad choices, we returned to enjoy the lobster.

The dining room began to fill up; about 50 guests were present, yet we were able to enjoy and hear our conversations.  The service was solicitous, and the dining room opulent.

Desserts were displayed along two walls of the dining area.    So many choices, and restraint was difficult.

An elegant location, an excellent meal, and a once in a lifetime memory.


RUFUS WAINWRIGHT  (Live at Carnegie Hall)   “Putting on the Ritz”   (Written by Irving Berlin 1927)   From the concert soundtrack Rufus Does Judy.


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Captiva Island, Fla. Paul Goldfinger ©   Click to enlarge.


DAVE STEWART AND THE SECRET SISTERS   from the Blackbird Diaries.


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Paul Goldfinger ©. Bunche Beach.  Ft. Myers, Fla.    Spring, 2018.   Click to enlarge.  Blogfinger.net


By Paul Goldfinger, Editor @Blogfinger.

At the Passover seder,   “Solomon’s Song of Songs” (from the Bible)  is read.   Much of it is about romantic love, but it also has something to say about Spring.

This is from Meyer Levin’s Israel Haggadah for Passover.  A Haggadah is a guide book which is read at seders.  There are many versions of Haggadahs, and one could search Blogfinger’s archives by typing in “Passover” into the search box at the upper right. One was written by an Ocean Grover.

As those attending a seder know, everyone gets a chance to read. The father says, “Like all people, our people in ancient, pastoral times celebrated the liberation of the earth itself from wintry darkness, and rejoiced in the yearly rebirth of nature.  This is beautifully described in Solomon’s Song of Songs read by the mother:”

For, lo, the winter is past,

The rain is over and gone;

The flowers appear on the earth;

The time of singing is come,

And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

The fig tree putteth forth her green figs,

And the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance.


Paul Goldfinger © Neptune Township April 16, 2019. Spring is emerging. ©



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By popular demand on Blogfinger. Sanibel Island Florida. 2017. Girls in their summer/winter clothes.  Paul Goldfinger action photo. © Blogfinger.net

Paul Goldfinger Editor @Blogfinger.

Above we see what looks like summer at the Jersey Shore but  is actually winter on Sanibel Island in southwest Fla.

In case you didn’t notice in Ocean Grove the last few seasons we had the summers of gravity-defying short shorts for women. The fashion caught on like wildfire and also probably got caught elsewhere as well.

Who knew that such shorts were physically possible?  As a student of human anatomy and gravity, I found it difficult to explain, but no more difficult than jeans worn halfway down a guy’s backside which manage never to fall down.

Butt, it also was the summers for thong bathing suits, rarely seen in the Grove, but more common over in Asbury or a quick jog south to Belmar. However, last summer we saw a young woman in a thong walking her dog right past Days Ice Cream and then past the Camp Meeting Association world headquarters.  She wore no coverup.   Needless to say, some ice cream did drip down the shirts of the Days crowd.

Here we see it in  Fla La Land, giving new meaning to the gulf of Mexico.

However  the most evident  women’s fashion look, seen everywhere,  are the black spandex pants that rarely make it down to the ankle, but they are so revealing, that despite covering all critical parts, they leave nothing to the imagination as they show every curve.  Why do that, when a bit of mystery is always more tantalizing?

The funny thing is that men’s summer clothes don’t change much.  The “drop your pants and reveal your boxers” fashion seems to be fading.  For men, jackets and  ties have been gone for some time, except maybe for funerals, weddings, playing in a symphony, or working in a law firm or corporation.

For the summer of ’19, Blogfinger will bring back the “girls in their summer clothes.”


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Fort Myers Fla. By Paul Goldfinger. ©

Fort Myers Fla. By Paul Goldfinger. ©

EDWARD ELGAR   “Salut d’Amour.”

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