Looking Up, Looking Out
November 12, 2020
It feels so good to look beyond what’s right in your path, or to look straight up. Many treasures to be seen. Sure there’s a metaphor in there, certainly a lesson.
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This one’s is from this morning, down at the creek, of course:
This one’s along Third Street, an hour or so later, on my walk home, right in front of Bernardo’s:
Life of Wry 