If I don't post everyday, I forget what happened.
Looking back at August 8th, I find a photo to remind me that Mary & I sat in a far field to watch the sun set.
Lost is the full overflowing day, and even the dancing conversation we had as we stared out at these trees and fields. I'm certain we talked about the hummingbird's clicking, and Old Man N who originally built the house across the way, and...
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