Spring is coming

Under cold, grey skies Delicate, green buds taunt me Eight weeks until spring

Persimmon Joe

There's cold comfort in knowin' that Persimmon Joe was wearin' gloves when he froze to death overnight in Vagrants’ Alley. The only good that come of it was that the cops that got called to the alley said it'd make gettin' his fingerprints easier, and maybe they could find out his real name. Maybe contact family, … Continue reading Persimmon Joe →

Toasty warm

I called my parents this morning - a courtesy check since they are both living in the midst of Snow-magedon 2015. My mother and her husband were without power, but because their home is plumbed with propane, they had heat; city water gave them the means to shower and wash dishes. Mom told me they … Continue reading Toasty warm →

Gone, but not forgotten

The sun was missing Saturday morning. It wasn’t that it was cold. It was a balmy 70°F. It wasn’t raining, it wasn’t snowing - it’s Florida, after all. The sun was simply gone. A grey cloud of fog seemed to engulf the world, shutting out light and sound. It was as if the birds knew … Continue reading Gone, but not forgotten →

Warmth by chocolate

When I woke up Monday morning, it was 66°F inside my house. Now, if you live anywhere north of the Mason-Dixon line, you’re probably playing a tiny, imaginary violin and making,”wah, wha” noises. Sure, make fun of the cold-weather challenged. Typically, it’s not this cold in Florida, this early in the peri-winter season. I’ve gone … Continue reading Warmth by chocolate →

Frosty the Sandman

White as driven snow This Frosty won't melt away He is made of sand I'm grateful for: Warm winters Beaches with white, sugar-fine sand Gulf Coast snowmen No cold slush NaBloPloMo 14/30