Crispness in the air and I feel like bobbing for apples.  Birds are singing, and despite the dire news I feel the beauty of nature and life.  I keep rising at 2 in the morning to meditate.  It’s as though I need to process all that’s happening in between dreams.

Morning View from my Deck

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