The twenty-seventh of September

It’s Tuesday It’s a beautiful fall morning. A pleasant 62° under faultless blue skies. Damn, it’s about time… There are no fans needed on the front porch this morning. It

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The twenty-sixth of September

It’s Monday The still before the storm… Well, at least the steel before the front. It’s warm out, they’re reporting that it’s 76° this morning. That’s warm, really warm to

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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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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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