Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Ah, Ms. Moon. Just Shut Up.
We've had a few light frosts this winter already. They bit my beans and tomatoes with little deathly nibbles that left the leaves brown and done but tonight it's going to get down in the twenties. Maybe.
I have a feeling that those red and white impatiens in the silly cement swan will be gone forever.
Ah well. Although we live in Florida, it's north Florida, and Georgia is only a few miles up the road. We are not Miami or the Keys with their palms or even central Florida with its hibiscus which can grow taller than the roof of the house.
We are north Florida where giant live oaks grow and azaleas and we have our seasons.
I do not feel wordy today so here are two more pictures:
The light in the Spanish moss.
Part of my back yard.
I had thought to go to town today. I am rethinking that plan. I would rather stay here, do yoga, ride the exercycle which I have borrowed from Kathleen to strengthen the muscles in my knee, and try to get over the dream I had where someone (who was it?) told me my ass was fat.