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Good Morning
4/4/26 5:15 40F (4.4C) The birds are singing, the sky is clear. Only a few stars shine bright enough to prevail over the moonglow. I looked out the window and saw the moon waning gibbous drop behind the ridge. Scott spent the night in the tipi after...
Good Morning
4/3/26 5:45 35F (1.6C) Some clouds, a few stars, a chorus of birds against the distant drumming of orchard fans. Apparently, I missed the moonset. It must have dipped below the ridge just before I came out, leaving behind a sky glowing blue. It looks...
Good Morning
4/2/26 5:15 36F (2.2C) Scattered stars shine through broken clouds. The moon, just past full, is setting behind the oaks. An owl hoots down by the creek. I step into the hot tub and sit down before I realize it is cold. Not intolerably cold, but too cold...
Good Morning
4/1/26 6:30 40F (4.4C) Gray and damp. The moon is full behind the clouds. It's been raining; everything is wet. There is no wind. The birds are making various joyous noises. Walter is hanging out on the deck I hurt my shoulder yesterday and can hardly...
Good Morning
3/31/26 6:30 36F (2.2C) Calm, cloudy. A light mist is falling from my eyes. Uncle Blasto has left the building. Ed died last night. I have lost my brother from another mother. Still, the birds are singing this morning. A breeze is picking up and the rain...
