(MCT)-- Wisps of
steam waft upward from coffee mugs, and renderings of a home are propped up, on an outdoor table at Christo's Cafe in Orlando one recent Wednesday morning.
Soft, warm, and inviting as you tear them apart,
steam wafting out.
Beneath its rays, hundreds of visitors disport themselves upon the concrete floor, watching their reflections in the mirrored ceiling as
steam wafts from the walls.
Not exact matches
I sip my tea as I sit down to write, the aromas of rose petals and cardamom pods
wafting up from the
steaming mug.
Strange odors from
steaming pots
wafted throughout the Elgin Public Museum on Easter Saturday.
They
waft up in front of my headlights like
steam off the road.
What I didn't know when I slumped into the bed was that I would wake up to a box office view of a palm fringed sandy beach and the
waft of
steaming coffee from Capers on the Esplanade just below.
I was feeling very cheery about my borrowed attire until
steam started
wafting from his engine and we had to pull over at a service station for coolant and he couldn't find his debit card and I ended up squatting on the pavement in a pair of mens» underpants, peering under car seats with my phone light...