Rick (medlir) wrote,
Rick
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The Dawning (or Nooning) of Day 8

High 80's and Thunderstorms Brewing.

I watched three still-spotted whitetail fawns in play in the horse pasture.

At first I thought they were woodchucks or squirrels until I looked with my binoculars.

Moving boxes from basement to here is next.

There's an overripe mango on my desk, and another half-peeled in my mini-fridge.

I'm surprised ants haven't found it yet.

Onwards to some semblance of productivity.
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