5/24/25 6:00 44f (6.66c) Clear and calm. Orchard sprayers whine in the distance. The rooster, still confined in the henhouse, is complaining.
My dog is having a spirited discussion with the dogs down the street. Birds are singing, the ubiquitous doves adding a foreign note to the cacophony. Across the road a crew bangs aluminum ladders down the rows of trees.
I sit here, submerged in a weak solution of bleach, sipping my tea, enjoying another quiet morning in the country.
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