I awakened as if by Flying Monkeys attacking my throat with razors. I had no voice and felt feverish causing this merry widow to locate Oz--aka, Dr. George Schroeder.
Here are a few photos of today's journey through The Villages.
I hope you enjoy viewing them as much as I enjoyed taking them.
Until this time next time.
See you in print,
Linda Della Donna
|These two charming dogs were sitting waiting patiently in the back of a golf cart outside StarBucks this morning. They are precious!|
|This is where I went to the doctor today.|
|Here's one of those cute golf carts with "Gators" license plate. Note the alligator head on the roof.|
|This was parked the doctor's office. Imagine.|
|Putt-Putt, my small electric golf cart the color of snow.|
|A gift of fresh picked oranges from Alex of the StarBucks gang. Thank you, Alex, wherever you are!|
|Never a dull moment in The Villages, on my way to fill my prescriptions I stopped to snap this photo.|
|Meet Anne of The Village of Rio Ponderosa. A Villager since January 1995, Anne, originally from Winslow Township, NJ, says "I like living here!"|
|Prescriptions filled and Putt-Putt parked, this writer made an early day of it.|
|Say goodnight Linda. Goodnight Linda.|
"Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing to say?"--Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
Write for your niche market, but remember, sometimes you may receive criticism. So long as your intentions are good and kind and honest, don't let it deter you. All it means is that reader or readers, is not part of your niche audience. As Martha Stewart says that's a good thing. How else will you know?