Heard “PokPokPok” right above my head. Looked up to see this lovely fella going about his business.
This morning’s sky was breathtaking. Do you see that light teal on the lower right of the picture above? (It’s hard to see in an image this small.) The entire sky was that color, only more so. I ran back into the house for my phone but it just wouldn’t capture all the color. I don’t know why, but I won’t easily forget that gorgeous color, splashed across the heavens.
I bet people waiting for the bus just beyond the fence wondered who yelled “Wow!” for five straight minutes. 😉
My first visit to Vizcaya was surprising because the day before I’d gotten a tattoo of an Auspice Maria. Inside the house, above one of the massive gates… well, it’s a horrible angle but there it is, a beautiful tribute to our Lady.
After reading about James Deering, the owner of the property, his influences of Italian Renaissance and Mediterranean Revival architecture make perfect sense.
Here it is! My crazy hair is in the way, but then I just mowed the lawn.
I’m one of the hapless who have manged to reach the age of 65 without a smidgen of wisdom.
Oh, I know stuff. Mostly useless. I know that if you have an infection, soak the offending digit/limb in salt water. Well, it has worked for me.
I still remember how to do things from long ago, like tack a horse up. Conversely, I took three years of German in high school yet can’t recall how to count to 10 in the language. Use it or lose it!
Here’s a bit of knowledge learned in the past year for those turning 64:
Move. Change your phone number. Get a guard dog. Perhaps some razor wire.
Little did I know that upon reaching 64 things would become so bizarre. I’m a hermit by nature so when people started knocking on my front door all my feral instincts had me hiding behind the blinds. Of course, that does little to deter salesmen, so my jaunts out to the mailbox became littered with landmines. It comes as a jolt when someone springs from a nearby car and yells “Pam! Can I talk to you about Medicare Part B?”
My phone rang almost every day of the year with sales calls and the mail was full of color flyers. Each salesperson had the best plan and I just had to hear it right then!!
Oh, I told each one that I didn’t need them, that I had everything was in order. Didn’t deter them a bit!
Happy Birthday to me!! Thank goodness I’m finally 65. And I never thought I’d say that…
My favorite picture of Stacie and the old broad.
Stacie is on the right, of course. She’s so beautiful, inside and out! I’m so blessed! ❤
I need a haircut.
Thank goodness we live on a corner lot or I’d miss so much, including amazing sunsets! It was truly lovely.
A few years ago Mike and I took his sister to Vizcaya. There are some photos from that trip here.
This time it’s my sister visiting, so we went back! My camera has been dropped too many times, so the pictures are somewhat lacking, sorry.
Lovely inside and out, yesterday was her birthday!!
See what I mean about my camera? Half the time it wouldn’t focus. Pictures were either blown out or way too dark. Weird.
I really, really need a haircut.
June is the month of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus.
It’s also pride month, and I have nothing against gay people, it’s just that every time I see ‘pride’ I think of Jesus. And I prefer it that way.
The people next door planted their bougainvillea immediately upon moving in ten years ago. I’ve taken many pictures of it, since the color is such a vivid fuchsia.
So… where did this red spring from??
Old growth, right next to the pink stuff. Nature is glorious.