Silent Night

  
I went outside last night hoping to snap a picture of the full moon. Surrounded by trees, Doright Manor doesn’t have the best location for moon viewing, full or otherwise, and the clouds added another hindrance. 

The weather, though, was indecently warm for December, even for Tallahassee, Florida–75 degrees and as humid as a sauna. I wore my favorite flip flops and sang Walking in a Winter Wonderland to the neighborhood. No one threw rotten tomatoes, so I broke into Silent Night for an encore. From across the lake someone called, “Please, oh please!” I chose to take that as a request for more.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

4 thoughts on “Silent Night”

  1. Good girl – stand by your skills! It’s unseasonably warm here in Blighty too. It hasn’t dipped below 12degC here and all we’ve had for our Winter Wonderland is rain. The dog is ruining the soggy lawn as I write this!

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