How I start my day: 

            The other morning shortly after 5:00 am with coffee cup in hand I opened the garage side door to assess the morning and sort of sniff things out. When I did the light fell on a white tailed doe not 10 feet from me. She froze for an instant then launched into the darkness and was gone; I could hear the thumping of her little hooves for a second then I heard her going through the cedars. It was a good morning. My coffee was cold before I remembered what I had in my hand. For those who wonder why I choose to live in this part of the country there’s your answer. Things like that just don’t happen in New York City. And besides that, I'd never learn the language.

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 A Fine Kettle of Fish – Hickory Jack – Blue – Ace High…and now… Blue Norther

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