This warm Feb. 2nd morning I sat with the window open at 4:30 and heard the robins making their sweet morning springtime sounds- Spring already? The salt-and-pepper will be coming up and blooming under the leaves in the woods. And heard a screech owl. Today is my good friend’s 60th birthday. It feels odd to grow older on the outside when the inside still feels young.
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