(Click to open photos) Morning arrived bright and clear. We had breakfast and prepared for the day. Things started to change. Glad I washed the windows Friday night.
(Click to open photos) Morning arrived bright and clear. We had breakfast and prepared for the day. Things started to change. Glad I washed the windows Friday night.
And I have retired from the water board, mostly tired of my own impatience.
Like a star at night, I spend a moment on the first bird I see in the morning. Today it was a robin sitting in dead piñon as the sun came up. Being a sensible 73-year-old, I dismissed the anthropomorphic tendency to think the bird was doing the same thing as I, observing the glory …
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