Monday, April 13, 2020

wispy dawn


And this probably would have been good from outside the front gate, too, but we're not going there any more - at least, only once a week, to put out the trash and recycling.   The thick cloud is starting to break up - we're promised sunshine tomorrow.  It's tempting to find a metaphor somewhere in this: I'll try just one word - Wisconsin.  

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