On this gloriously rainy Labor Day weekend, I headed out to the annual Greek Festival hosted by Sts. Markela & Demetrios Greek Orthodox Church in Fort Walton Beach. The food, all prepared by parishioners, is as authentic as it gets. I had to get a to-go box to take most of it home there was so much. That... … Continue reading Storm chasing: Tropical Storm Lee
No dumping
Laws only apply To those people who can read Ignorant bastards * Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. In the city where I live, we have wide, green municipal right-of-ways. We also have twice a week garbage pick up (from large, rolling, lidded cans). We can call Public Works to have large items … Continue reading No dumping
Winds of the gods
Notus' hoof beats thunder across the horizon, churning the surf. Rolling waves crash upon the shore. The very earth shakes at the power unleashed from the heavens. Fire descends, rending the black velvet veil of night. Embers rain down, boiling the seas as hissing steam rises from the emerald waters. The storm wails and shrieks, … Continue reading Winds of the gods
Family table
From an early age our son has been a 'collector.' On any given day, especially when joining me while running errands, I would have to pat him down, removing bits and pieces of debris from his pockets that he had found in parking lots, grocery store aisles, beneath clothing racks. When I'd break down and … Continue reading Family table
White lightning
Sparks crackle from her lips Arcing across the distance between Igniting a fire in his heart Burning out of control Arcing across the distance between Devouring all in its path A smoldering inferno Igniting a fire in his heart Fingertip flames, searching, reaching, caressing Engulfing him, using him, consuming him, Burning out of control Unquenchable, … Continue reading White lightning
Breaking a sweat
... and I was doing so well. Back in the spring, I started working on me. Began eating better, started walking. Then after a couple of months, I ramped it up a bit and dusted off my old bike. I did okay. I could ride over 11 miles in an hour. I dropped close to … Continue reading Breaking a sweat
Thin spiral notebook 