Heard the quail this morning. To be honest they sound like they're sneezing. Best singers around here are the finches. They don't really "sing" unless they're courting but at least the day to day chirping is easier on the ears.
Monday, June 05, 2023
MORNING
June sun well up. Whispy white clouds moving slowly towards the east. Haze on the horizon. Inversion or smoke? Can't be sure. A couple of squacking scrub jays accompanied about half of my early morning excercise. With it getting light so early it's hopeless trying to get back to sleep, especially since the sun is coming through my window until at least six thirty this time of year. Might as well the first, longest, session out of the way.
Sunday, May 14, 2023
GOD IN A TREE
So the blog that got started and ignored rises again. My space to hopefully help me see more clearly.
There is a beutiful tree outside my window. God is in that tree, exists in the tree. If God ceased to exist in the tree the tree would cease to exist
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