Warm Sunday blogging

I sit under a shaded tree in my backyard listening to the sounds of life, the birds, the wind and the daring wicked world around me.

I can only sense, what a warm spring like Sunday with a breeze of Oregon wind howls the Willamette Valley in its Spring rituals – it makes perfect sense to the mind and body, no matter how I am, it’s just the basis and facts of Life, it’s just a simple warm Sunday.

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