Living in South Florida is like living in Paradise. I’ve read articles, watched TV commercials and TV shows, and even read posts, praising the wonders and excellent style of living one can experience if one lived in Hawaii. It’s almost like there is a competition going on between the two.
So, I will not compete; I will just talk about my “Paradise” here in Florida, and let others rant about the differences (whatever they may be).
I, and so many other residents here (and wishful thinkers), can extol the benefits of living in the sub-tropical zone. Let it be said that living here is more than: colorful, exotic birds; greenery and flowers all year; lots of outdoor entertainment; swimming; sunbathing; surfing; sand and beach; patio parties; palm trees; etc. It is essentially a wonderful style of living; one, it is said, that promotes longevity.
Of course, there is the weather. There are hardly any days during the year when we don’t experience sun; if not all day, at least a good part of the day. Then, there is the rain. As of late, we have had afternoons and into the evenings and nights, when the rains came down in buckets. Naturally, there was the accompaniment of the lightning and thunderclaps that rocked the house, and also, sometimes, cut out the electricity – sometimes momentarily; sometimes for quite a while (but rarely). Yesterday was a particularly disturbing torrent; so much so, that I didn’t even go out to check my mailbox.
This morning was a bright, gorgeous clear blue sky with just some lovely, soft, cottony clouds. Ideal to open the door, walk out, sniff in the clean air (ahhh), breathe out slowly, walk down the driveway and check the mailbox.
The rain did a good job. My mailbox is so clean and WHITE! Great. That’s one of the benefits of living here – don’t have to clean the mailbox too often – the rain does an excellent job! Same for the car!
So, I opened my nice, clean mailbox.
What? That envelope doesn’t look so good.
I went into the house, and got my camera. It really was a very bad storm yesterday. (In the meantime, I also grabbed a Sharpie to cross out my name and address.)
Ugh! This doesn’t look good. Didn’t feel too good, either.
Fortunately, it was only junk mail. What if it was really important mail? I don’t want to go there.
Welcome to my Paradise!
Sunshinebright 