Welp. My commitment to giving up candy is coming along swimmingly.
I’m willing to bet a lot of young people today wouldn’t even know what wax lips are. (They were considered vintage candy when *I* was a kid in the 1980’s.) Hell, I’m willing to bet a lot of young people wouldn’t get the “Karate Kid” (1984) reference in the headline.
To be honest, the appeal of this candy kinda hasn’t aged well? I’d swap them out for Nerds or Pop Rocks any day of the week.
I’d have gotten up earlier this morning if I were more of a responsible adult. I’d also get more done today, I’d stop eating sugary cereal and I’d feed my mind tonight with something other than cheesy horror movies.
But you know what they say — “Beware the I’d’s of March.” So I am at least a good Roman.
A few of you dendrological-type people might notice that there are actually two trees in this picture. (People on Facebook have pointed out that the one on the left looks like a maple or Bradford pear, while the one on the right is a crape myrtle.) So the meme is based on a falsehood.
But I wouldn’t have known. And the point remains important anyway.
Source: Other Perspectives on Facebook
I took this shot because it shows how mountains encircle Roanoke. (From this one particular place on Hershberger Road, you can see them in the distance in the west, north and east.)
For newcomers hailing from a very flat place like Long Island, this can actually mess with your sense of direction — because your mind might unconsciously use the nearest mountain as a frame of reference. (It should be noted here, however, that I have always had a lousy sense of direction. I was legendary in New York for easily becoming lost.)
Krispy Kreme.
Roanoke, Virginia.
I am so happy to see Spillwords Press today feature my poem “Like White Plumeria Petal.” You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Chief Editor Dagmara K. and the staff of Spillwords Press!
I was at first taken aback by my need to seek (sigh) bifocals. But that feeling was mitigated entirely by the return of … the world!! It is rendered in such exquisite detail — even things that are far away!! (I had no idea that I needed glasses so badly.)
Roanoke’s sweeping wooded vistas are once again completely novel to me. It’s beauty times two for a transplanted New Yorker. 🙂
Went looking for info on “A Bridge Too Far;” I somehow arrived at info for “Bridgerton,” and those are two very different viewing experiences.
Hey, it’s as good as anything else.
The local artist is John Murrill; I think this was completed last year.
My photo here is terribly cropped, but I just loved those tree branches at top and wanted to keep them.
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