Fascinating

Shh, listen. Can you hear that? It sounds like a babbling brook.

The nearest creek is six blocks away, yet the trickling sounds like a stream circling the entire house.

I follow my ears to find where this is coming from.

Almost Perfect

Where do those stairs lead to in the picture above? Are those minuets sticking up above them? Let’s climb to the top and see what’s beyond.

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Wintery Dreams

This time of year elicits dreams of palm trees and frozen tropical drinks with umbrellas in them, but not for me. I dream of quite the opposite.

From the upper peninsula of Michigan by Ms. Kathy

Weather Words Impromptu

Cold? Really? You’ve got to be kidding me.

Cocoon of Cool

by Lori (L. Virelli)

Infestation

by Lori (L. Virelli)

Horrendous Beauty

by Lori (L. Virelli)

A Peek Inside

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a blog post about a prince and his maiden being married for twenty-eight years. Would you like to take a peek at their anniversary celebration? It was no royal festivity or anything, but they had some nice scenery and good food. Keep in mind that the maiden has a very old phone without a monthly plan (buys minutes), and she’s sharing the photos from it. She refuses to enter this century and get an iphone (or the like).

First Thoughts About Spring

It’s so hot that …

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… I saw Satan drinking a frozen latte. ~ author unknown

Has anyone else ever put ice cubes into their washing machine? Can you believe that it gets so hot here that tap water can’t get cold? It’s lukewarm at its coolest. I don’t get the opportunity to choose to wash clothes in cold water. Oh sure, I can choose the cold setting, but there will be no cold water pouring out of the spout. I’ve actually put ice into my washing machine to help cool down the water at least a little. Thank God for my refrigerator’s ice machine.

Another Day in the Rainy Season

written by Lori (L. Virelli)

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Morning blurs through foggy moisture
on household windows
drip, dripping down the glass,
its chalky streaks left behind.

A Day in the Rainy Season

by Lori (L. Virelli)

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Morning explodes with a golden sunrise,
that burns from the blue heavens.

Humidity inevitably fills the air.

Slowly, thickening cotton formations cover the sky.

Before dusk, the white clouds gradually turn grey, and eventually black.

Electrifying streaks flash across the sky.

Cabin Fever Hits

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Nothing like summer cabin fever in Florida. The good news is, only three more months until I can open a window!

Sneaky, Rain

You are a sneaky one, Rain.
You only stopped by for a short ‘hello’ several weeks ago.
I’ve begged you to come back and visit for a couple of days.
The wind travels by on occasion, but the clouds don’t come along.
Wind’s breath is warm, not cool and soothing, like you, Rain.

Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Hot

Did you think “hot” meant “beautiful.” Um, nope. I’m literally HOT!

I guess what I mean is, don’t hate me because I get to live in a HOT climate in the winter. I know a lot of people pine for a tropical setting this time of year. In all honesty, I AM grateful not to experience freezing temps, but I’m NOT glad about the HEAT! I guess you can call me “Goldylocks,” and not because I have golden locks.

Soooo … on Saturday I broke myself away from this addicting blog universe, and went to the yearly Art Fest downtown with my husband. We decided to take our dog, Max, with us.