i just might dig out some big old colorful c-9s though for the yew bushes. saw a house decorated with those fat old school lites and it brought back lots of good memories.
walking at nite this time of year is hushed and heavenly.
tonite giant gauzy white clouds were suspended motionless below the big black bowl of the nite sky. the beauty and silence, so humbling.
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