It was foggy this morning – a perfect envelope of water vapor. The fog horn from the John’s Pass Bridge moaned ominously. For a few hours, we lived in a pale watercolor world.
Then the sun gained enough strength to restore the pure bright hues of a winter day in Florida, and everything went back [...]
Christmas in central Florida is different than Christmas in northern climes. The biggest difference it doesn’t snow here. But some folks just don’t seem to get that. I guess it’s because so few of us are native Floridians and so many are transplants from colder states. When people come here, they bring their Christmas traditions [...]
I love walking Allie in the early evening past all the lighted houses. Some are just so pretty.
But I have to admit that I did a double-take when I saw this:
C’mon people. I’ve heard of putting “Christ” back in Christmas, but “Kobe”? “Kareem”?
Most folks who live on the water have a dock. In order to build a dock, you need to sink pilings. Once the pilings are sunk, you have to cut them off to the right height, because they are always too tall. Then the question arises – what to do with those big chunks of [...]
Now THIS is why I live in Florida.
It’s almost the middle of December, the windows are open, the sun is shining, and I’m wearing shorts. I know that if I go outside, I will not only find plenty of green things, but actual flowers!
Meanwhile up in my old home town, it’s 27 degrees, the [...]
Today, as Allie and I walked the neighborhood, I saw this bright red and green sign in a nearby yard.
I knew immediately the sign owner was a Republican. The conservative talk show hosts have been blanketing the airwaves lately with their annual rant about the alleged “war on Christmas.” I’m really sick of hearing them keep [...]
First rule of blogging – once you start, you have to keep it up.
I thought I was ready. My brain had other plans. It decided to tell me I had the flu – when I actually didn’t. Seems the side effects of discontinuing the medication I’ve been on for five years, and can no longer [...]
I was born about as far from the ocean as you can get – in Iowa, for Gods’ sake. Who’da thunk I’d end up 3 feet above sea level in a tiny town that is just 3.2 square miles – only 1 of which is land. When I look out my back door, this is what [...]
