Dragons, Anyone?
Dragons come in multiple shapes and sizes.
Real, modern dragons are giant lizards, with ponderous movements, that is until you irk them. Then they can run like the wind.
Dragons come in multiple shapes and sizes.
Real, modern dragons are giant lizards, with ponderous movements, that is until you irk them. Then they can run like the wind.
It's December, the time we decorate our Christmas trees.
Ours is up and has been for two weeks, and each time I walk by, I stop to enjoy ornaments collected from decades of travels. Many celebrate my son at various ages. Others are from 35 years I worked in the public sector. I made some of them, shells hand-painted with beach scenes or lighthouses.
We're in the midst of the holiday season, and that means Thanksgiving has gone, and Christmas is barreling down our throats.
It's like a freight train of good will, shopping, and increasingly cold weather.
I decided to turn that on its head with today's writing prompt. "She would get her revenge. She scratched his face from the photograph."
It seems winter can brush her frigid fingers along the East Coast after all.
After yesterday's morning fog and afternoon sunshine, with temperatures pushing 80, rain blew in during the night, and our temperatures will continue to fall throughout the day.
We've got a cold spell coming our way, with eventual lows forecast in the low 20's over the next week and highs not much over that.
The only supermoon of 2017 graced the U.S. this past weekend (and it wasn't too shabby last night, either). Then this morning, heavy fog blanketed the area where I live.
It felt like magic.