It’s Tuesday
It’s another late summer morning in Southeast Texas.
A lite mist hugs the ground.
Not a breeze is stirring… Except around the wings of the hummingbirds.
And… On that note… I’ll catch you on the other side.
Muses over my morning cup…
It’s another late summer morning in Southeast Texas.
A lite mist hugs the ground.
Not a breeze is stirring… Except around the wings of the hummingbirds.
And… On that note… I’ll catch you on the other side.