Rust

Weeds catch the early morning sun on the plains of Colorado.

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Distance

She placed her ring on the sill
Dishes piled high
She’s on the front porch step
And the air smells like snow
She’s thinking of the siege to come
And how she’ll miss those weekends
In the park with the sun on her face
And her book by her side and that
Lingering taste that he left on her tongue

“Ring on the Sill”
Cowboy Junkies

Heavy Metal

Looks like our long winter is finally history. A late start to the 2018 driving season, but I’ll take it. Sure was wonderful to spend several hours out on country roads today, driving in no particular direction.