Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Fall Morning Redux The whistling ducks flying over each morning keep growing in number… even as they loose all coherence as a flight. Flying over this morning I was reminded

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Thursday, October 1, 2020

It looks like another cool, cloudless morning. The eastern glow has gone from pink to yellowish. The most prominent sound is of tires on concrete coming from the bypass. Though,

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