Thursday, July 2, 2020
On this front porch morning, a breeze is making the limbs sway… at least a bit. Birds sing and chirp and coo. Vehicles go up and down the road in
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Wednesday, July 1, 2020
It’s overcast today, with just the slightest breeze causing a leaf to quiver here and there. A mockingbird was serenading me as I sat down… it’s a song I’ve missed
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Monday, June 29, 2020
We’re coming up on the final days of June and the overnight lows are hanging in the 80’s. It’s part of what I’ve always disliked about the place I’ve always
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Sunday, June 28, 2020
Let’s just come to an agreement right here, right now, that unless I comment to the contrary, it’s just hot and humid. It’s summer south of Houston, Texas after all.
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Friday, June 26, 2020
I’ve been out on the front porch for almost an hour now reading and listening… to both birds and YouTube videos. Between “everything is broken“, questions about Confederate statues from
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Thursday, June 25, 2020
Warm and Humid. Before walking out this morning I could tell by the condensation on the windows it would be oppressive. I was right. The temperature was already 80º and
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Wednesday, June 24, 2020
Thunder rumbles and lite rain pitter patters. My last couple of hours in bed weren’t very restful. The thunderstorms the prognosticators promised in their foretelling yesterday moved over my house.
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Tuesday, June 23, 2020
After the coolness of yesterday afternoon, today’s return to warm and muggy leaves me wanting. Even the birds aren’t singing much this morning. Only the cicadas are in song. The
