Thanksgiving holiday will come soon, and this morning as I sat drinking coffee on the porch, I thought of my many blessings. (Ol’ Browneyes and I used to sit on the back porch and drink coffee every day, way before dawn, and I have continued that tradition.)
The harvest moon was still high in the sky, lighting up the yards and alleys around us, but other than a litany of coyo...
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