The shadows of sparrows on a wall announcing their arrival before they came into view. Just another morning in the sierra.
Compliments on my “Indian-Thing” .. that being a scarf I wore to cover the inappropriately low neck on my dress.
Played the harp like I was born for it. I was born for it. Worked out too. Now to keep that August rhythm going.
Lunch with FG. Always such a pleasure spending time with him!