Juxtapositions

The fire is burning beautifully in the fire place with a slight crackling, pop, crackling,pop. It's the second time I heard a crackling sound today. The first was early this morning when I woke up and checked outside to see if we had the almost unheard of Florida snow flurries. I opened the door to the sound of the sprinklers running, or so I thought, but it was not sprinkler day. It puzzled me, so I went out into the cold in my pajamas to see what it was; it was a short bout of sleet, crackling in the air before it touched the ground. Sleet in St. Cloud, Florida.

This evening as I walked into the living room from the kitchen,the fire burned so brightly it hypnotized my eyes. It literally stopped me in my tracks. I couldn't help but stare at the flames dancing against the brick backdrop. A few minutes later, I noticed the picture of Mama and Daddy that sits by the fire place, knocked over and crooked. I straightened it before I wrote this piece so it could blend more perfectly with a lovely fire.

I checked my dashboard, a part of the blog that gives me access to blogs I follow, my blogs for editing and reviewing purposes, and the comments. I can easily check from my dashboard to see if I missed a comment, which this time, I had. It was from Shannon, and it was warm and thoughtful. I immediately saw that another comment was on a previous blog I had missed. I opened it up, and it was a link placed there by an anonymous writer to invite the reader to a site for pornography and sex toys. I am sorry if any one read it and was offended. I deleted it. It was not a lovely thought.

 For you are all children of the light and children of the day; we are not of the night or of darkness.
1 Thessalonians 5:5

It seemed to fit the theme. Peace. Love, Linda