BFE Reporter Wednesday

I am given, from time to time, pictures snapped by readers. This set of extremely beautiful winter scenes are from Neighbor Tim. He is aware of my fondness for winter which seems cruel as I type this on the 21st of January in shorts, ceiling fan on high and window as wide as I can get it. I never said I hated everything about Florida. One thing is I have never had the furnace on more than a few days in total while down here in captivity.

Thank you, Neighbor Tim.

Addendum: Since the snowfall of the above there has been a more recent, more substantial weather system go through the North.

Holly, sister-in-law extraordinaire, sent me this picture of their front porch area.

And this shot of a closeup of a lamp on the campus of Iowa Wesleyan College. Funny how human nature always yearns for what we cannot have. I yearn for snow. Until that happens I will try to be content, and feel lucky, with 70 degree days, cool nights, and maybe a little rain today.

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Summer Swim

It's Monday and the start of another work week. Except for me. I have the week off because the parents of my daycare charges are taking the week off, too. This is one of those wordless posts I love on Mondays so I can put my laziness in full view of loyal readers. These pics need no words. Why muddy the waters? They were taken at the pool at Sinkhole Estates aka Death Valley. The nice thing about this pool is it is heated in winter. If one must find positives in one's situation, I suppose that is one. But, please, no more.

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Flashback Friday

Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless. Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001. It was one of those things that can generate crime: two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job. Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things. Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold. But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find. His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead. He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds. He will be paralyzed for life. None of this is pleasant. Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant

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