5/7/26 6:15 51F (10.5C) Blue sky ringed with clouds.No wind, no rain.
Birds chatter in the otherwise quiet morning.
Twenty minutes pass. The neighbor’s dog begins to yap, raising Walter’s vocal ire.
The rooster crows. Birds are singing.
The sun crests the ridge, spilling dappled beams of light into the canyon.
A car passes on its way to town.
Good morning.














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