Friday, June 14, 2019

The pampered rose bushes bordering the Crossroads sidewalks are wildly blooming.

The fog now is dripping on my glass ceiling.

Bird chirps came through my open bedroom windows this dark morning at 4am.

Sitting in my bedroom trying to remember what I am supposed to bring to the noontime meditation group today.

I am still reading MOVING ON  by Larry McMurtry.  This is a long book.