Awesomest Teamsmanship

Marcy and I posed at the reunion Saturday Shindig back in September. The pictures finally got here.

Day And Night

When the sun goes down right where the dusty trail disappears over the horizon on the hill, the winds calm down. Insects quiet for a spell as if silent vigil is required for prayer hour. Birds cease hunting for food and seek a quick sip of water before heading to roost.

Dusk brings darkness which signals the end of reverent silence, prayer time is over. All bugs and critters begin their praise with glorious chorus, singing and sawing their instruments.

Dawn comes at the point when it seems the darkness never ends. Refreshing to the rested, but not to the tired. It will be time for one more obedient prayer hour, to invite the light of day with all it's clamor.

The cycle only ends when it's your time to go into the greater cycle of which you do not know.

Being far away in touch but close in the heart is the better than the opposite. Two galaxies expanding in dance like two interdependent but autonomous cities makes for a good community.