Dear Felicia

As I scribe this weeks’ missive to you, we are doing a replay of March. Whilst the calendar is telling us we’re in the middle o’ May, the rain and cold and damp feels like March. Usually this is the week it starts to git warm around here. Don’t seem … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honey bunch, here we are in the merry, merry month ‘o May, and the only way we’re being taken by surprise is the continuous rain. April showers are s’posed to bring May flowers. What in blazes does May rain bring. Things are sooooo soggy around … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, effen yew like raw, rainy weather, we’ve got lots for ya here in the Asylum by the Sea. Waitin’ for spring is like “Waiting for Godot.” Ya think it’s just a few minutes away, and then we git back to the cold, wet we’ve had for weeks. … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, honey bunch, we are headin’ into the last full week o’ April and finally it seems like it’s really spring. Cobina was able to crack open a window or two cuz it was so nice. But I gotta tell yew, effen April showers bring May flowers, we’re … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, it seems that the weather might have finally cracked around here. After weeks of cold nights and colder days, we’ve seemed to get a bit warmer. As our friend George “The Coach” DeMaio said a few years ago when he moved back into his … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well hon, spring has started to get movin’ around here. Trees are starting to bud, and we actually had a warm day over the weekend. We also had lotsa rain, which means the wheezing and sneezing of the season will be along presently. Here in the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, it’s April. Go figger. I jest seems like we were talkin’ about the New Year, and here we are startin’ the fourth month already. Remember Kitty Carlisle, the socialite who used to be on quiz shows like “I’ve Got a Secret” and “To Tell … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well sweetie, as the sayin’ goes, “Spring has sprung, the grass is rizz.” Any look for birdies, and yew only have to look at Cobina’s domicile to realize they’ve been around all winter. Although, we have to admit we’ve seen an oriole or two and not … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As I write this week’s missive, I see that we have passed the “vernal equinox” and are now in that wonderful time o’ year, spring. At least that’s what the calendar sez, my lumbago sez different. The mornings in these parts have been quite something … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, let’s hope the flurry of storms we’ve seen in these parts over the last two weeks is the last Ole Man Winter will pull on us this season, sweets. As Iyam writing this week’s missive, the temps are the highest they’ve been in three weeks, and … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia