A Clear Beautiful Night. There are a lot of observatories out here, and low light encouragement (regulations?) to enable the star-gazers to see clearly.
The Love Birds outside my balcony. We have tons of Mourning Doves here. They twitter as they fly from place to place, and I swear they sound like Star Wars probes, with little descending-pitch “CHIRP, CHIRp, CHIrp, CHirp, Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp”. I don’t remember them doing that in Ohio.
Someone has made a lizard of rocks on their big rock, and decorated their little patio beautifully.
Same kind he wore back at Hiram College.
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