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

Well, well and more wells. Effen yew thought the silly season was gonna be restricted to the time we git closer to summer, yew were totally wrong. It seems the silly season – what we call the campaign around here – will begin way early, and will have … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Last week of February and ole March is set to come in like a Lion, honeybunch. Woid is that this week we’re gonna see a bit of a white snow coating for a couple o’ days, and then move into yet another rain storm. I gotta say, when it comes to wet … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

February 21, m’dear. One more month and it’ll be spring – at least in the calendar. Around these parts, things don’t start getting warmer until mid-May cuz the water and all. Still, after weeks of cold weather, it’s somethin’ to look forward to. … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As I scribe this week’s missive, sweets, I see that we are to git some winter weather – it’s about time, too. Everyone around Cobina is fightin’ something nasal or chesty with a cold or flu. Momma used to say the cold weather is the best cure cuz it … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Break out the shorts and gin-and-tonics. As I scribe this note, it’s actually reached 40 degrees and feels even warmer after the big freeze we had last week. I guess Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow over the weekend, and we’re marking the event – or … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As I scribe this week’s missive, honey bunch, it seems the local yokels are planning the most recent edition of the Icy Plunge, that annual trek to the beach to help cancer awareness. Well, effen the mavens of the weather stations are correck, it … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Welcome to Cold Central, honey bunch. As Iyam scribing this week’s missive, Momma Nature has decided to put these parts in a deep freeze. It’s only supposed to last a couple o’ days and then get back to normal, only to git cold again. It is winter, I … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia