the blues ain t always sad

by underswansea

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Lisa and I went to the creek this morning. There are colours you only see at certain times of year. The fog was low. It has dipped in temperature. As we rode higher we started to break through. The blue between sky and cloud can only mean December. The colours are clues and some day I’ll try and figure them out.

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A Bald Eagle kept watch in a tree above a dead deer. On the way down a Coyote crossed the frozen grass. It gave us a look. The old dogs would have given it the business. Always ready to fight even the ones that couldn’t be won. No wonder I miss them.

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Watched the sun come up and go down. A day can get no better than that. The sky is clear. There could be a few left over Geminids out there.

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