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September 17, 2022. Joe's mom died today. Over 100 years old. Old soul. Many, many, many chapters under the belt. There is something...

Last night we had a friend over for drinks & good munchies. We sat on the east porch. I changed the hummer food earlier in the...

On the east porch. Coffee. That poignant sound of dry leaves. August is a strange month. It feels at once like a big bowl of syrup--hot,...