Thursday, February 9, 2012

good morning

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The day is full of crispy-crunchy air.
The sky is blue linked to more blue.
Out of my neighbor's driveway across the street, a skunk did a lumpy lope ... all black and white and long-haired and headed somewhere -- purposeful with purposes I cannot guess.
I sat on the porch and felt rinsed in a "good morning" that reminded me of the old Bedouin greeting: "I salute you and I thank you for your life.
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