october thirteenth

thursday On the front porch again. And it’s actually getting darker as a cool front blows through the area. Off to the north and east thunder rumbles. Hopefully, the grandkids

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The twenty-second of September

It’s Thursday The morning is quieter. Our great migration of hummingbirds has migrated. No more battles royale all day long. Even the Cardinals seem a bit bemused by the absence.

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