6/5/26 7:00 54F (12.2C) Cloudy, light gusts, no rain.
I slept late. The sun is over the ridge.
A brisk breeze blows through the oaks, shuffling leaves like a deck of cards.
Walter is barking at the neighbor’s dog. Sheila Kitty is critiquing my tea.
Traffic is rushing towards town with an air of late for work Friday morning urgency.
I don’t care what Sheila thinks, this tea is just right.
Good morning.










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