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Saturday November 26th 2011    Tim Candler

      Difficult to make sense at this time of the evening, and very much the case that those of us in retail mail order have been tested through the long hours of daylight. Probably by this time next week, it'll be dark when I get home, but evening light, not long ago, was gentle in a way that  soothes.  Pretty too.

     Have to remember the little Turkey I saw fly in the early part of July.  When I drove up the lane, or maybe down the lane, toward the domicile, it must have been that time just before Turkey go to roost, and I wonder if the one I saw was preparing for his or her first winter.

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