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💍 25 év közös kincsvadászat
A mai nap nem egĂ©szen Ăşgy alakult, ahogy terveztĂĽk – Ă©s mĂ©gis, pont Ăgy lett igazán mi.
ElĹ‘re lefoglaltuk a hajĂłutat egy szigeti kagylĂłgyűjtĂ©sre, de Ăştközben jött a hĂvás: a tĂşrát le kellett mondani, mert hatalmas vihar alakult ki a MexikĂłi-öböl felett.

De ahelyett, hogy a vihar elűzött volna minket, mi üldözni kezdtük őt!

Gyorsan irányt változtattunk, és elmentünk a Honeymoon-szigetre, ahol a drámai égbolt igazi mesterművet festett a hullámok fölé. A mennydörgés és a sós szél közepette kincseket keresve sétáltunk a parton – tetőtől talpig elázva, nevetve, élettel telve.

Amikor a vihar végül elcsendesedett, az ég ajándékba adott nekünk egy szivárványt és egy naplementét – tökéletes jelképe annak, amit 25 év alatt együtt megéltünk: fény az eső után, szépség minden viharban.


Az estét egy meghitt vacsorával zártuk – tele nevetéssel, melegséggel és hálával. Ideális hangulat a 25. ezüstlakodalmunk megünneplésére.

És mert minden kaland megĂ©rdemel egy kis csavart, a nap vĂ©gĂ©n moziba mentĂĽnk, ahol a Tron cĂmű izgalmas, kalandos filmet nĂ©ztĂĽk meg – tökĂ©letes befejezĂ©s egy naphoz, amely ismĂ©t emlĂ©keztetett bennĂĽnket, mennyire szeretĂĽnk egyĂĽtt felfedezni.

Hazafelé boldogan, elégedetten, lelkünkben és zsebünkben a nap kincseivel tértünk meg.
Íme 25 év szeretet, nevetés és kaland, és még megannyi felfedeznivaló horizont előttünk. ❤️✨
#Ezüstlakodalom #25ÉvEgyütt #HoneymoonIsland #Viharkeresők #Kincsvadászok #LucianoKalandok #ÖrökkéMi
đź’Ť 25 Years of Treasure Hunting Together
Today didn’t go quite as planned — and yet, it turned out perfectly us.
We had reservations for an island shelling boat ride, but as we were driving there, the phone rang: the trip was canceled due to a large storm developing over the Gulf of Mexico.
Instead of letting the storm chase us away, we chased it!
We quickly adjusted our plan and headed to Honeymoon Island, where the moody sky painted a masterpiece above the waves. Between thunder rumbles and salty wind, we wandered the shore treasure-hunting as the rain soaked us head to toe — laughing, drenched, and completely alive.

When the storm finally softened, the sky gifted us a rainbow and a glowing sunset — a perfect symbol of our 25 years together: light after rain, beauty through every storm.



We wrapped up our evening with a cozy dinner, filled with warmth, laughter, and quiet gratitude — the perfect atmosphere to celebrate our silver wedding anniversary.

And because every adventure deserves a twist, we finished the night at the movie theater, watching Tron — an unexpected, electric finale to a day that reminded us how much we love our shared adventures.

We came home fulfilled — hearts full, spirits renewed, pockets (and souls) filled with treasures of the day.
Here’s to 25 years of love, laughter, and adventure… and to all the new horizons ahead of us. ❤️✨
#SilverAnniversary #25YearsTogether #HoneymoonIsland #StormChasers #TreasureHunters #LucianoAdventures #ForeverUs
Florida’s Black Bears in October: A Season of Urgency and Abundance

“The golden light of fall catches the sheen of a bear’s coat — a reminder that even in Florida’s warmth, nature prepares for change.”
October in Florida is a month of transition—not only for people trading swimsuits for light jackets, but for the state’s black bears, who enter a season of intense preparation. As the air turns slightly cooler and the daylight shortens, these wild residents of Florida’s forests, hammocks, and swamps shift their focus entirely to one thing: food.
Feeding for the Future
Unlike their northern relatives, Florida black bears don’t face months of deep snow or a long, frozen winter. Still, they instinctively prepare for leaner times by entering a phase called hyperphagia—a biological frenzy of eating. During October, a bear’s day is ruled by its stomach. They spend up to 20 hours foraging, searching tirelessly for high-calorie foods to build fat reserves that will sustain them through the cooler months when natural food becomes scarce.
In Florida’s oak and palmetto forests, acorns become the prized treasure. Bears crunch through the underbrush searching for patches of fallen nuts, sometimes traveling miles between feeding spots. They also feast on saw palmetto berries, wild grapes, beautyberries, and the last persimmons of the season. Opportunistic and highly adaptable, a bear will also dig for grubs, raid anthills, or peel bark for beetle larvae. Every calorie counts.
Solitary Wanderers with Overlapping Paths
Florida black bears are mostly solitary by nature, but during this time, their paths cross more often than usual. When food is abundant, multiple bears may feed in the same area with a quiet tolerance for each other. You can almost sense an unspoken truce—a mutual understanding that October’s bounty won’t last forever.
Mothers with cubs often stay close to reliable feeding zones, teaching their young where to find seasonal foods and how to prepare for the coming months. Young males, on the other hand, begin wandering farther—sometimes covering dozens of miles—to establish their own ranges. This seasonal wandering often brings bears closer to human communities, especially in suburban areas where trash cans and fruit trees mimic easy natural meals.

“Florida’s bears are excellent climbers — they’ll scale trees to escape danger, nap in the canopy, or scout for ripe fruit.”
The Conservation Challenge
For wildlife biologists and conservationists, October is a reminder of how crucial natural food sources are to the bears’ survival. When forests produce good mast crops—especially acorns and palmetto berries—bears stay deep in the woods. But in poor crop years, they’re more likely to follow their noses into neighborhoods. This is when education and coexistence matter most.
Securing garbage, removing bird feeders, and harvesting fruit from backyard trees may seem small, but they’re acts of conservation. Every human choice that keeps bears wild and wary helps preserve not only their safety but also the delicate balance of Florida’s wild spaces.
A Quiet Pause Before Winter
By late October, as the bear’s body grows heavier and their fur thickens, the pace begins to slow. In some northern parts of the state, they’ll retreat to sheltered dens—under fallen logs, in dense thickets, or beneath the roots of old trees. In the subtropics, where winter is mild, many remain active year-round, emerging on warm days to forage or explore. But even there, a calm descends over the forests—a sense that the rush of the season has passed.
Florida’s black bears remind us that even in the heat of the South, the rhythms of nature endure. Their October dance of hunger and preparation is as old as the land itself—a story of resilience, adaptation, and the quiet intelligence of wild creatures who still find a way to thrive in a rapidly changing world.

“A Florida black bear on the move — October’s mission: eat, explore, repeat.”
When Art Speaks for the Soul
By Zsuzsanna Luciano
There’s a moment every artist knows too well — the quiet pause after you share a new creation, waiting to see how it’s received.
That moment came to me recently after finishing my latest piece, Where the Earth Dreams the Stars.
It’s a black-and-white long-exposure image — a waterfall cascading beneath the Milky Way, where motion meets stillness and the Earth seems to dream of infinity.
I poured everything into it. Even through illness and exhaustion, I sat at my computer, shaping light and shadow until it felt like breath — like prayer. When I finally finished, I felt peace. Creation itself was the reward.
And then came feedback.
My husband, who has always been honest and grounded, said he preferred color. He reminded me that some of my color images had sold better or received recognition in competitions. His words weren’t cruel — just honest. But still, they stung a little.
As artists, we sometimes forget how vulnerable it feels to create something straight from the soul and then place it before the world — or even before the people we love most.
It’s not just an image; it’s a heartbeat made visible.
But that morning, instead of letting discouragement take root, I reminded myself of something simple but true:
This piece came through me, not just from me. It was a whisper from the Creator, expressed through my lens.
So when someone critiques the work, they’re really critiquing the divine conversation I merely recorded.
And how could I feel bad about that?
Art is subjective. What moves one person may leave another untouched. But when art flows from a place of truth, it always finds the hearts that are meant to see it.
Later, when the competition results came back and neither of my entries received a merit, I smiled. Not because I didn’t care — but because I realized I no longer needed validation to feel complete.
I had already won the moment I created something honest.
That’s the quiet liberation of being an artist: knowing that your worth isn’t measured in ribbons or likes, but in the courage it takes to reveal your soul.
So today, I celebrate not just the image, but the conversation it started — between me, my art, my husband, and something far greater than both of us.
Because in the end, creation itself is an act of faith.
And faith, like art, doesn’t always need to be understood — only felt.
🕊️ Artist’s Note
Where the Earth Dreams the Stars is now available as a limited-edition fine art print on Chromaluxe aluminum.
It’s a reminder that even in darkness, light finds a way to flow — and that creation, in all its forms, is the most divine conversation we can have.

A long-exposure photograph capturing the silent dialogue between motion and stillness — between Earth and infinity.