Thursday, February 02, 2012

Race time in Daytona, again...


A lovely place to spend some time.
Opened in the late 1940s because of
a WWI veteran and artist.







This is the 50-year anniversary of the
24-hour race in Daytona.
That was last weekend, I think.







Even the art museums celebrate this
area's claim to racing fame.








The original NASCAR track was the beach and A1A.

Bill France started it all.
The Daytona 500 is February 26 this year.













Smokey Yunick always did it his way.


The good old boys always
made sure there were pretty
girls to decorate the events.







I'll do a separate post with pics
from the gardens.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Haiku Monday - Rain...

eye rain. eyes rain tears
from heavy heart cloud cover.
watching for sunshine.

***

have you ever watched
the sun shine while it's raining?
Sunshower blessing.

***


the tick-tick-tick on
thirsty leaves and dusty grass.
soothing lullaby.

***

it's raining haiku
like it does every Monday.
come get your pen wet.

***

Anonymous Boxer is hosting this week's
Haiku Monday.
The topic is RAIN and she's having a
published poet do the judging.

You're not gonna let a little rain keep you away, are you?

Saturday, January 28, 2012

more than a moment...

dark stretches,
and smothers
light and air and dream.
overwhelming.
fatally everlasting.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Backstory repeat from my archives...

Blog readership changes over time.
I have some new readers who have asked
to know a bit more about me.

I'm linking to a post from 2007 that includes
more links to the story that ultimately brought
me to begin blogging in 2006. Click here.

For those who have already read those posts, or
prefer not to, may I suggest that you begin to
ponder what you will enter in next week's
Haiku Monday Contest. Beautiful Boxer is this week's winner
and has already picked the topic: Rain.
Boxer is an absolute hostess with the mostest, so
don't be surprised if she offers you some of her Tofu Vodka.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

I wish I were a tiger...


This big fella looks like I feel.
I want to beat up someone.
Take out my frustrations by inflicting damage.
...and then just calmly saunter away,
never to be heard from again.
bah. I'm in a sucky mood.