I crave the sunset these days the squawking of blue jays who visit after hazy heat dips into the drawer of tomorrow leaving us to wonder what she’ll find there Those silvery chatterboxes get it all off their chests in the cooler air 'who’s got the seed? where’s that cat? where's this? where's that?' sore... Continue Reading →

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