Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Sunday Safari--Bayshore Boulevard
Blustery, low-seventies, unusual gray sky for us
in Tampa today thanks to hurricane Sandy. Strolled up one of Tampa's true gems, Bayshore Boulevard, starting at Ballast Point at sunrise. Hope you enjoy
the pictures.
Molly, Gracie and Lucy wish you a happy Halloween.
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Molly, Gracie and Lucy wish you a happy Halloween.
Have a great week.
-R. Mac WheelerHome Page…Contact me …On Kindle…On Nook…Sunday Safaris
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Favorite Passage
Adel
entered, strapping on her sword. "You promised."
Justen
paused to take her in. She no longer looked as though a sword belonged on her
hip. She had changed so much since losing her brother, and transitioning from brawny
warrior, a signet flourishing. Gone, the abrupt warrior cut. Her
hair, once as dark as a thoroughbred's, now golden with red highlights, reached
well below her shoulders. It was tied back for riding, half-hidden in
Dyfydian-blue silk. Her eyes glinted amber in the lazy flutter of the sconce.
Her thinned face highlighted a grace he had never noticed before. She stood
tall, shoulders back. Her riding vest, instead of hiding her femininity, thrust
her breasts into a dare.
"I'm
sorry. What did you say?"
"You
promised."
About what?
She
pointed to the regalia two steps away.
"I
lied. If they can't figure out I'm no peasant, I'm not going to bash anyone
about the head with pageantry."
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Sunday, October 21, 2012
Sunday Safari – Babe Zeharias, Tampa
A drop-dead beautiful morning here in paradise.
Sixty degrees, not a cloud in the sky. Hiked across another of our three
municipal golf courses in Tampa. Hope you enjoy.
These oaks sure narrow the fairway.
Dew looks cool, giving the grass a silver hue, eh?
I loved the texture of the moss and the reflection together
Great oak resplendent in the early morning sun.
Looks like a preying mantis munching on a mint snow cone, or is it just me?
That water is thick.
A butt shot! "Whachu lookng at?"
Oaks line a sharp dogleg.
He posed. Almost screamed at me to take his picture.
Paper trees have such a neat texture.
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