Friday, November 13, 2020

The morning starts out warm and gray. An overall, overreaching, overwhelming gray to the world. Even the normally unheard cows in the neighbor’s pasture are mooing mournfully. This transitional weather

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Monday, November 9, 2020

As you can see, yesterday’s fog is back and lower. The world feels smaller, more closely held, layers of gray. The overnight lows are easing back up. It’s warm enough

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Sunday, November 8, 2020

It’s a pleasant 68 degrees this morning under a rising dense fog. There’s a lite breeze blowing from the north. Chicken sounds are coming from the place around the corner.

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Saturday, November 7, 2020

Another weekend, another late morning, another day of counting votes… So, once again I’m sitting inside, watching the grass of a vote count growing… slowly, oh so slowly, as Biden

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