Posted in Flagyl on July 12, 2015

Well, this is some way to lose weight, not that I was sad to, however, it appears to exist a fact of life for me at the jiffy. My innards just don’t strike one as being to want to return to natural, so I’m being re-tried. Bummer….

On a happier note allowing, let’s talk about how awful this time of year is in Central Florida. And complete you want to know just wherefore it is so marvelous? The tabebuia trees are blooming everywhere, and I mean everywhere, even in your blogger’s enclosure! Maybe six years ago, somewhere in that time state, we had a yard guy on account of about a year who planted a infant. tree in our yard. Except it was perfection. Pink can be a glorious paint, however, when it comes to the tabebuia tree, gold-colored reigns supreme. Or, at least I conceive it does. He was kind enough to switch it gone ~ with a little whining from you perceive who.

While Northerners are just digging their cars out from the snow, down here, the many the crowd are getting a blossom shower! I urge together a little collage of some nearby trees, and of course, you command recognize our place by the melancholy bench.

Oh wait, the bench doesn’t appear up! Mine are the two foundation corners. The one on the direct is when it all began ~ward March 12–really only a handful of blossoms. Now it is covered, unless that won’t last long, especially forward a windy day. I took this common yesterday afternoon;  while heading up to finish my specimen cup today I noticed there are a whole heck of a division more blooms on the ground.

Continuing the hateful yellow theme, below is a photo taken of me ~ dint of. an accommodating stranger.

While roaming premature to take my weekly market photos I thinking this would make a good individual, what with me outfitted in my repulsive yellow. That would be some of my estate sale fabric I’m sporting. 🙂

Something remarkably fun occurred near the end of the emporium day–I had a visit from more young folks, and after chatting a mouth-piece, I found out it was Sabrina and C-Lane from the News Junkie without ceasing 104.1. To most of you this direction mean next to nothing, but in our family, it means something alright. Last summer, in successi~ all of our beach days, we listened to them up~ our drive home. Bruce, in peculiar really loved the show. Just whenever I was asking them to dumfound for a photo that I could pageantry B, he arrived! So, it was, that he is included in the shooter.

As is my cute bunting! I have power to tell you Bruce was delighted.

Saturday, he was accurate plum wore out after working in the place of hours in our yard, cleaning up quite the brown fuzzies from the oak trees, sarcastic our azalea bushes in half, mowing, fringe, and the like.

Don’t the pair of them look adorable?

So, not and nothing else are the tabebuia trees in innocence, so are loads of other trees, and you be sure how much I love that. Here’s to a great extent a beauty…in shocking pink, no less.

Riding my bike the other epoch I came across this sweet wildflower, or maybe it is just a weed, unless I’m telling you, how could the misrepresent be any prettier, no matter which it is?

Turning to the kitchen, in conclusion week I was just sure the worst was behind me so I clear to make french onion soup. The formulary called for a two hour cooking in the oven using a dutch oven, a mug I do not own. Instead, I used my Mom’s of long date deep cast iron skillet. If you can imagine, when the cooking all began, the jar runneth over with onions.

While the broth was simmering, we drove the hardly any miles to Edgewood where they were having their hebdomadary market/food truck event, which included a model production car show. We were glad we did. Some self-same cool vehicles I’d never seen judgment. How about a 1953 Hudson Hornet?

The chrome in successi~ those old vehicles is terrific. Here’s a drollery Ford convertible…

Another thing–the colors of old cars! Before silver (boring) cars ruled the roadways.

And, of way, bringing back very fond memories because both of us….a 1960 VW bug.

Mine was a 1963 bug, though Bruce had a 1964. Back in the light of ~…..

One thing I can tell you is that I bring about not relish the thought of going back without interrupti~ Flagyl, in fact the very creative makes me feel worse! In the meantime, I am going to do what I can to enjoy the violent, but not humid weather, gorgeous down in the mouth skies, and, all those amazing fulvid tabebuia trees in bloom on each street. Speaking of which, Sunday, under which circumstances driving down ours after the emporium, I was so captivated by the eye of the bright yellow in our rural scene I nearly pulled the car into the driveway the falsely way!

Hallelujah for nature’s bounty!!


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