Another In a long line of cool, overcast morning coffee muses.

There are breaks in the cloud cover this morning. Pale blue showing thru the dappled white. The sun is hiding behind a thicker batch of clouds to the east. Enough of a breeze is blowing to start the wind chimes to singing softly.

There are still hummingbirds fighting their dominance battles, but, it seems the majority have wandered on south. The birds everywhere are quiet, fall pattern singing. Even the birdsong you hear isn’t as loud as the summer songs.

The summer decorations around the house have been put up for another turning of the calendar. The fall and Halloween decorations are now out. And still… The grass and trees are as green as early summer.

And my Angel trumpet blooms…

Even though last winter froze it back to the ground and it never recovered to it’s massive form of years past… it is blooming.

On a political note… listening to the angry Republican talking heads on the radio/TV yesterday, I find myself totally unsympathetic to their arguments… maybe it is the tribal BS everyone is espousing. But, all I can think about is how Judge Kavanaugh let his partisan genie out of the bottle. It’s not like we didn’t all know it was there… it’s just become accepted that you keep it hidden… and he couldn’t. But, really, revenge from the Clintons. Get a grip man. You’re a partisan hack. You have been since the late nineties. You almost couldn’t get approved for the job you hold now.