Lately Boz and I have been walking at dusk when it's cooler. The cicadas, frogs and crickets send up a racket. Behind every bush there's something to interest Boz, even if it's only a scent.
There's something to interest me, too, around every corner. A light, a shadow, a new view.
Yesterday was one of those days when nothing went right. Except this.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
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