Monday, June 22, 2020
Walking out this morning I almost turned around and went back in. Warm and way too humid. It was a like a slap in the face. The temperature was 81º
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Sunday, June 21, 2020
Father’s Day. It’s been about a quarter century since my Dad passed… sometimes it doesn’t seem that long ago, sometimes it seems like forever. I think about him every now
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Saturday, June 20, 2020
As I fought the call of day this morning, rumblings of thunder rolled my dreams. Once I gave up the fight I found rain falling steadily. I wasn’t anticipating this
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Friday, June 19, 2020
I’m enjoying the almost, but not quite, coolness of the front porch again. I have my native American flute playlist playing in the background… and strange as it may seem,
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Thursday, June 18, 2020
Another repeat visit to the front porch. Another almost cool morning. Another quiet traffic day. This morning I watched as a lone whistling duck flew three times around the front
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Wednesday, June 17, 2020
I decided to reprise my yesterday, stepping out once again on the front porch. After doing so I was somewhat surprised by the coolness of the air. I really wasn’t
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Tuesday, June 16, 2020
I’m on the front porch again, and while it’s warmer and the humidity is up, it’s not uncomfortable sitting here this morning. I doubt I could say that if the
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Monday, June 15, 2020
It’s not as cool, not as comfortable as the past few days. I doubt I’ll be hanging out here on the back porch for much longer than it takes to
