...out in the back yard the morning after return; the moon was beautiful. The way it hung over the house and Columbus Street, made me even happier to be home again. I like sitting outside in the dark. I do it all over the world, AND...take photos. I love: the peace; the pretty; the plants; and, no people yet! I drink my coffee. I wander and I touch and talk to my plants. I can't remember the last time we had a nice conversation together. In the week that I was gone, new growth abounds. Each one was patted, petted, and told just how beautiful they are. As I've written before, ten years too long.
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