Wordless Wednesday

Another Frosty Morn

I woke up today to another cold and frosty day. The Colonel took Spud to the bus stop in his truck this morning, so I did not have to scrape my car windows again.

The frost covered everything. The top of the hot tub looked like it was dusted with snow.

The tops of my yard lanterns were frosty. Looked pretty up close.


I am so ready for our normal seasonal temperatures (mid to upper 60's) to return.

I do not like the cold

I do not like it with Jell-O in a mold

I do not like layering with lots of extra clothes

I do no like how it gives me a chilly nose

No, I do not like the cold, Sam I am

I do not like it worth a damn

"Florida Snow Day"

When I was in school I would sometimes pray for snow days.



My school rarely had snow days. Spud's school does not have snow days; it has hurricane days.

Usually the hurricane days happen when school starts in the fall. Hurricane season is from June 1st to November 30th.

The school called this evening. Florida Power and Light is performing a load test which will take down the entire school system's power for many hours.

Looks like Spud is getting a "Florida Snow Day" day tomorrow.

Flight Path

Today was a cold, wet, gray day; very winter-like. If I could fly, I would have gone some place warmer. I would have joined the flock of Robins that was in my yard earlier today.

Just after breakfast (I had that delicious grapefruit) I looked out my window and saw the Robins. There must have been nearly 100 of them all around my yard. I was unable to step outside to get better pictures of them without scaring them away, so I took the photos from my windows (sorry about the quality).

These Robins may have been on their way to central Mexico where they winter; they also winter in Florida.

As cold as it has been, is and will be for a few days more, I recommend the Robins just keep on heading to Mexico. Adios Muchachos.

Fruits of Our Labor

When I was in the second grade I had a text book and one of the pages had a drawing depicting the four seasons on it. The picture was of a backyard in Florida. I thought it was exotic.

The seasonal changes were not greatly varied in each section of the picture. The orange tree in the backyard had blooms on it in one seasonal depiction and then perfectly round and very orange, oranges in another. I was enthralled by the orange tree; I thought how wonderful to have your very own orange tree in your backyard so that you could eat an orange or drink its juice whenever you wanted. I think it was then that I knew I wanted to live in Florida one day.

I do not have my very own orange tree (or grapefruit tree)...yet.

My mother-in-law brought us some Ruby Red grapefruits that she had gotten from a neighbor whose friend has a tree of their very own. The Wal-Mart bag was near to bursting with them. I would hate to think how much they would have cost if we had bought them from Wal-Mart.

The Colonel and I sectioned and juiced the Ruby Reds. We tasted them as we worked. The jewel-like grapefruit flesh was the sweetest I have ever eaten.

I know what I will have with my breakfast tomorrow...chilled, fresh squeezed, Ruby Red, grapefruit juice.

Maybe I should plant a handful of these seeds in hopes of many future breakfasts accompanied by my very own fresh fruit and juice.

We Interrupt This Regularly Scheduled Program

Usually one would see a Wordless Wednesday photo here, but this Wednesday I felt compelled to write a few words (that is if my frigid fingers can navigate the keyboard).

An Inconvenient Truth...my (fill in the blank) Mr. Gore! I live in sub tropical Florida where when I woke up this morning the temperature was a bone-chilling 31 degrees!

I had to take Spud to the bus stop this morning as he was in uniform and it was bitter cold out.

I bundled up to walk out to my car, then I had to scrape the windows! SCRAPE I say!! I don't even keep a scraper in my car! I had Spud search in The Colonel's truck in hopes of finding one as I used my Sam's Club card as a scraper. He found one.

Where is this 'Global Warming' I hear so much about? Again I say...my (fill in the blank) Mr. Gore!

Happy New Year!