Talk Talk

As of NOW i will learn to use my twitter account. So I may be posting all kinds of stuff you don't even care about. Here's the picture of today's garage sale find that I almost threw out because I don't need antique champagne glasses.
Pat found these Lenox glasses (five of 'em) for 25¢ each. They sell on 'Replacements' for $25. each. Nice...one cent on the dollar.

ROAD TRIP!

Pat and I just jumped in the car this past weekend for a mini-vacation in Central Florida.

We stopped in Mount Dora for antiques and dinner:

 

Next day we headed to the Space Coast...had lunch on the way at Seminole Forest:

and dinner in Port Canaveral (a lot more 'open' than our port, Everglades):

Had a great time!

 

Habitué, or A Mate's Song

I love to watch daylight return to the ocean
On my early-morn walk on the dock.
The salt-air's a tonic, a magical potion!
I love to watch daylight return to the ocean:
The quiet around me swings into motion,
The seabirds awake from their sleep on the rock.
I love to watch daylight return to the ocean
On my early-morn walk on the dock.

I wrote this for my son, Joe. It's a triolet. A triolet is a one stanza poem of eight lines. Its rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB and often all lines are in an iambic meter: the first, fourth and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines, thereby making the initial and final couplets identical as well.

Picked loquats from the backyard tree for breakfast. Then I photographed them. Here's my 'art' shot. I think it's vanitas-like, over-ripe as this one is.

Should I plant these or just throw them out? It's time for the Easter Lily, I think:-)

This is for you JJ!

Daily Mail

The Daily Mail's list of things that cause cancer  is freaking me out. 

I couldn't care less about some things: canned foods, carbs, coca cola, false nails, dogs, space travel:-)

I don't drink my tea scalding hot, take vitamins, or use mouthwash, but-- I can't give up ''being a woman'' for crying out loud and  I WON'T give up alcohol, cheese, flip-flops, hair color or money. And lipstick? Please.

Dufy

Bought a print of Raoul Dufy's 'The Bullfight' at a yard sale this weekend. The print was framed in Miami before area codes, before zip codes, existed...looks like early 1950's from the markings on back. Researching the painting I find it was painted in 1949 (?) so I have an early print. But where is the original? This I do not know.

Mercy Dinner

Pat and I had dinner last night with four widows who were in their 80s. Probably late 80s, as we were at a mercy dinner for a mutual friend who’d died at 92 and they were her girlfriends. (The deceased was Pat’s cousin, Edith Joseph.) Anyway, they were great company. Funny and sharp and just the way you hope to be at 90. As it is with all (almost all) of Florida’s elderly, they came from somewhere else, but these women love Florida. One of them said she was rooting for the Phillies in the World Series and the other one sneered, what kind of New Yorker are you, anyway? Ex-New Yorker, she said. Another one said she was getting new windows because of all the golf balls that keep breaking hers, and I said, well, you must have a nice view, though. She whipped out her i-phone and showed me a picture of it. They made fun of my low-carb diet. Staff of life, honey. One gal was a Florida native (imagine Sanford in 1920). She said she’d been back recently and it’s a real cute town now.

 

 

 

Pat and I thought they were great conversationalists and I’d like to see them again! You know, Edith was terrific--it's no surprise her friends are too.

Here's another picture of Sanford in the 20s.

Lobster Safari

It's almost lobster season! I love this picture of the start of the hunt.