Here are some more of the lights of the season...this time from Brandon FL, where my son and grandson live.
Little lanterns on the wall at the entrance to my son's home.
His outside decoration consisted of blue lights.
We looked up to see the full moon, and Jupiter is to it's lower right, but the blue ball further down is a camera gift.
A tipsy looking lightpost perhaps?
This is the kind of snowmen that will appear in FL. And some deer too!
Some reindeer and santa in his sleigh. And looking closer at the figures under the tree...
We saw the Christmas Llama. Not sure what the green thing is, but it looks tipped over.
Lots of yard Christmas Art here.
Getting closer it was bright and cheerful, but I'm not sure what much of it was.
I'm home dealing with outside temperatures that didn't get out of the 30s yesterday, and in the 20s at night. Sigh. Those warm (jacket perferred) nights strolling to see lights in Brandon are now just a memory. But I do still have the rest of the places we went, to share with you! I also need to get to the laundry...since I've been home a week and then some. But I did spend a few days recuperating from the stress of driving. I guess I'm over it because I was able to stand up in church on Sunday and give people instructions on which hymns to sing next, and even dance the 123-123 waltz with Byron Ballard, our guest speaker.
Today I went to the lunch program at the Senior Center at Lake Tomahawk, and took my own silverware, napkin and cup, so didn't use any of the single-use plastic and paper products. Told the folks why too. One guy mentioned that as a Catholic he'd eaten fish every Friday growing up, (as we were eating fish today), but it wasn't required any more. So I said some people who want to limit climate changes are doing "meatless Monday." That way less beef is producing methane, which is the main source of methane in the world today. See why I have a vegan friend?
Today's quote:
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe — to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it — is a wonder beyond words. |
JOANNA MACY |











