Thursday, December 8, 2011

Breakfast buffet 12/8/11

  • Mother Ocean was spread smooth with blueberry jam.  The skyline served up orange marmalade, lemon pudding, and blue-raspberry Tang.  I watched from the balcony bundled in sweater and gloves.
  • Sunbella poured over the top of the breakfast buffet in molten orange glaze, then dripped golden honey across the ocean.  Delicious.
  • I am embracing the chilly morning and dry air.  But wind, you can go away anytime.  I had enough of you last night:  howling through my place like evil spirits and keeping me awake; slinging the lounge chairs and smoke pots noisily against the fence and into the pool; and driving the rain in sheets beneath the street lights.
  • Only two days until my Special Guy D flies in.  I've got to stay busy or go crrr-azy.  Think I'll take myself to Chapin Library for a free showing of "The Help" this afternoon.
  • Yall have a blessed day!  

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