Sitting under the morning full spectrum lights for twenty minutes listening to the morning headlines as usual, the local weather guy says it is 55 out even before dawn. He adds that you may want to howl at the moon. It is called a Wolf Moon.
I cannot resist going out on the porch in my bathrobe and barefooted in a hurry not to miss it before it dips below the western horizon…I resisted howling.
Sounds like you are having a really relaxing morning, so glad to hear that, XXX
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Awesome. Hooowwwllll!!!! I couldn’t resist.
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Ahh, you make me chuckle! : )
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What gorgeous photos you take. I want to howl at the moon. Or sing to the moon. I love the moon.
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Thank you! Me too!
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Beautiful photos.
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Thank you!
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What magnificent photos!
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Thank you. I never regret popping outside even if it’s dark and cold and even if barefooted. I think I remember it even more!
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Your photos capture the beauty well. A great eye you have Patricia 🙂
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Thank you!
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