Waiting for the sun as the western ridge turns from pink to orange to yellow. The plastic flamingo in my garden is furred with frost.


  1. We’re celebrating Thanksgiving today in my family. It reminds me how thankful I am for your daily posts. The vision they communicate often turns a bad morning to good. Thank you.

    1. I am deeply grateful for the attention and kindness of readers like you. Cheers… and bon appetit!

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