The twentieth of September

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

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The seventeenth of September

It’s Saturday Yesterday’s email brought the latest propaganda piece from my Congress-critter, as Molly liked to identify them. And Troy E. Nehls, Member of Congress for my district, as he

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