Friday, September 18, 2020
The silence thirty minutes before sunrise is deafening. The overcast sky just barely lighter than the shadowy blackness of the trees. Though there is enough of a glow to the
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Thursday, September 17, 2020
Yesterday’s sequence of photos inspired me to do it again once I saw the morning sky… The first shot was at Dawn… first light in the sky. The noun dawn
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Tuesday, September 15, 2020
It’s not cool, but it’s not that warm either. Pairs of crows keep flying over heading south… raising a ruckus as only crows can. The day gradually lightening as the
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Monday, September 14, 2020
It’s a strange morning, no color in the east… what color there is is in the west as the sun rises. In the east it’s bands of clouds flowing across
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Sunday, September 13, 2020
The sun is well up. Birds are singing. The hummingbird wars continue. The coolness of yesterday morning is fading into memory like a barely remembered dream. The promised rains keep
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Saturday, September 12, 2020
I love weekends. Before covid, I slept in most days… even through the summer I didn’t have to get up early. Now that school has started, and virtual school does
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September 11, 2020
There’s a difference in the feel of the air this morning. For one thing it’s cooler. For another, the clouds are drifting south instead of the more normal northerly direction.
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Thursday, September 10, 2020
Once again we are being promised a fifty percent chance of rain. The prognosticators are also foretelling of highs next week in the upper eighties… of course, that foretelling comes
