Weathered bright
Barn, Mame's
The sun came back out and while I was still too busy to hit the trails, I did manage a quick stroll to the mailbox. A couple of years ago, I could have gone on a fast circle through the nearby forest and field, but, alas, such is the fallout from having the neighborhood "improved" by development... OK, barrel-bombed out of existence—I now have to drive somewhere to walk a decent trail... my daily, easy route is gone. But there was cheer in the still-warm light that reflected off of the old barn across the road, and during these high-anxiety times of unwanted political change that offer scant hope of benefit for the natural world, I can use all the cheer I can get.
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