Florida winter is upon us, such as it is. Florida winter usually means a few days of chilly and, here in Central Florida, some downright cold weather—lows in the 30’s and highs in the 50’s, Now I know that my Northern friends and readers are not having a pity party for us as they struggle with heavy snow, sleet, ice and frigid temperatures. But, after living here for 20 years, “my blood has thinned” as the transplants like to say, and I feel cold once it gets to the high 60’s!

So, when I walk my trusty companion, Sparkle, I dress for warmth— two layers including  a jacket, sweatshirt, gloves (on occasion) and one ugly but warm hat. Oh, and sunglasses.  And sometimes I’m still cold, so I might add a poncho over that ensemble. Needless to say, I hide from the Fashion Police.

Sometimes I see “snowbirds” those who come here for a break from real winter. They usually are sporting shorts and maybe a light jacket while I am dressed like a displace Eskimo!

Sparkle appears to not notice weather—except for rain, which she hates—and walks along quite happily despite the temperature or the winds blowing.

And I wonder, Who’s crazy here—them or me? Somedays I think it might be me—especially when I see other transplants who are wearing just a  fleece jacket and seem quite comfortable.

However, I was truly astounded today when I saw two folks working outside their home in shorts, tank top for her and a tee shirt for him. I took one look at them in the 50 degree weather ( which, by the way, was also windy) and I knew…they were the crazy ones!