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
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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
