OKRA’S

Birthday Celebration, Louisiana Style.

It was Sunday, the Sun beamed. It was Pat’s special day. The rain stopped, the sun beamed in glee. Friend’s, who are like family meant at Okra’s in Old Town Manassas. It was like being transported to Bourbon Street, New Orleans. Okra’s offered a nice variety of Cajun and Creole Appetizers, Entree’s and Desserts. Blackened Catfish is their top seller and they were out. The menu, music vibe, the decor, plus hospitality gives you that Southern feeling.

The Alligator and Crawfish appetizers were so delicious. Shrimp and Grits were a hit, along with Blackened Salmon and Jambalaya. We had a wonderful time of celebration fun, food and fellowship.

Next time your in the Northern Virginia or even passing through, stop in.

OKRA’S

COMFORTABLE. CASUAL. CAJUN. CREOLE.

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okras.com

Beautiful Blue

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Crispy Clear, Blue Skies

On this Beautiful Day

The Sun beamed radiantly downward.

Leaves blanketing the grass,

Bringing beautiful warmth.

Family’s walking together,

Jackets worn snug,

In the cool, moist weather.

Smiling, happily

Children counting down

Speaking of Christmas, coming around

Mr. Hollow Tree

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Arms Outstretched,

Standing so Tall.

Reaching above the houses,

Into the Horizon.

Mr. Hollow is that You?

Looking towards the Sky.

You have weathered many Storms.

Enduring many threats to be Cutdown.

Still You Stand

Fallen Limbs.

Fragile, Disconnected

Roots digging deeply,

Piercing the Ground.

Twisting , Turning, Growing

All Signs of Life.

Still You Stand

A Seed, Planted.

Watered, yielding Increase.

Designed by God.

Created for Purpose.

So much Beauty to Behold.

Here You Stand

Keep Living, Breath.

Never Give Up

Right On Time

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Venetia was anxious, yet calm as she drove through the storm to pick up Sara. This tempest Tropical Storm had knocked the power out. Flood waters, poured in from both sides of the sliding glass doors. The force was great as the raising waters, rapidly filled the basement. Waters now reached about three feet and was up to the third step. This storm was expected to continue the next 48 hours.
Driving with extreme caution was difficulty. Forceful Winds were unleashed, blowing at a speed of 40 miles per hour. It was making it almost impossible to see, but Venetia treaded the waters carefully, driving across town, paying close attention to signs.
Determined to arrive safely, pick up Sara, then check in to the Hotel 20 miles down the road. She knew it was a miracle they happened to have one room left.
Meanwhile, Sara moved her things closer to the door, putting them on the shelving as to keep everything dry. She made sure to unplug every electronic device in an outlet placing them on the third level in a high place to save as much as possible. Somethings had sentimental value.
Taking a deep breath, whispering a prayer under her breathe. She begin to sing out loud, dancing and twirling. Water had reached the second level, it was enough to splash. That is exactly what Sara did. Suddenly, the door opened, it was Venetia. Both smiling, they embraced one another, crying tears of joyous relief.
They did a Splash Dance as they went towards the front door, and grabbed Sara’s things. It was still raining, the winds had died down. Exhausted, they pulled up to the Valet, at the Singermont Hotel.

Written By: Yonnie🌸InHisCare

July 17, 2019