Thursday, March 23, 2017


Good morning to you, and good morning to the frosty pre-dawn. 

A spectacular bowl of stars shines in the darkness over my head; and I seem to be walking among them.

The beam of my flashlight catches more stars that have become ground-bound on our lawns within a heavy layer of frost.

It's fourteen degrees!

(Good news in the 8-day forecast: The cold temps will gentle into eight days of warmer temps).
And here's the waning moon, hiding behind the trees in the eastern sky!

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