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Tue, Jan 10, 2023
9:50AM
Good morning!
Celeste reported seeing heavy fog at six a.m. I think we both went back to sleep, and by the time we got out of bed at nine, the outdoors was merely cold and dirty gray, and I could see all the way to the houses on the north side of West Fjord Street, which is a measure of less-than-heavy fog.
And then, as I stood at the kitchen sink, a great white-headed, dark bird swooped down from the north and landed on our lawn. I cried out for Celeste to come have a look: “An eagle!”
But then two more large birds came from across Mills Street and into the yard, and I, with my bleary eyes, could tell that these were crows, and I figured then that the eagle must have just been a crow as well, a crow carrying a slice of white bread in its beak is what it looked like now, ha! And the others were going to force her to share.
I apologized to Celeste with the words and the chastened tone of Emily Litella: “Never mind!”
Have a real nice Tuesday.
Love, Dave
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