Bushes and trees rustle with songs and flutters of waking birds.
Screeches and trills of the night fade in the last moments of darkness.
Nocturnals and diurnals alight in treetop way stations
Crossing paths as they make their way to roost
Or complete their morning ablutions before beginning their search for food.
As the east announces itself, I revel in the beauty of another day’s potential.
Another beautiful sunrise
NaPoWriMo Day 2
This week I started using a large spoon for my breakfast cereal instead of the small spoon.
I am not afraid of change.
Ambi-spoon-terity
Judy and I roamed around Bastrop, Texas yesterday. The ducks and geese in the park think that anyone and everyone who shows up is there to feed them.
We didn’t have any food for them. They were not amused. This Muscovy Duck seems to be protesting our lack of foresight by blocking our exit. We had to shoo it away a couple of times before it let us leave.
Not until you feed me!
Time for the bloggers to turn the camera onto ourselves?
Here’s where I routinely spend time and money: at my dentist office. My dentist is Dr. Butcher. One time I suggested to him that he move to Slaughter lane so he could be Dr. Butcher on Slaughter lane. Ha ha ha, right?
Turns out his family used to live on Slaughter lane when he was growing up. And one brother is also a dentist and one is a veterinarian. So three Dr. Butchers used to live on Slaughter lane.
With all these crowns, I should be Queen by now.
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And then without people’s hands in my mouth:
Waterfall
Here is the eastern horizon at dawn, viewed from my back yard. See that little tower off to the left? That belongs to our Internet Service Provider. We were happy when they built a tower closer to us, as that would give us a better signal.
Tower, not so much power
And it does . . . sometimes. Right now, no. The tower, as they say, “has issues” and we have been without our normal Internet access for a week.
Which means I haven’t been posting to my blog, haven’t been checking basketball scores or the weather first thing in the morning. No YouTube videos of Storm Trooper dance routines. No email, no Metropolitan Museum of Art. I’m feeling culturally deprived.
We are using a hotspot as a workaround, and now it’s time to catch up on my blog posts. Sorry for the delay.
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