Friday, October 9, 2020

Another blustery near miss morning. Hurricane Delta is about 180 miles south-southeast of Galveston. This morning’s winds are blowing almost east to west at the moment. A few weeks ago

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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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Tuesday, September 29, 2920

The first real autumn morning.  No ceiling fans required. The prognosticators promised a low in the 50’s and they were blessed in their foretelling. The flock of whistling ducks grows

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