
Sunset viewed from my bedroom window.

Sure enough, bins had been blown over and traveled about the street. I searched for the distinctive marks of mine with no luck. Then I turned to look back up the street and realized a very kind neighbor had brought mine from the curb and parked them next to my garage. When I exited the garage I was not looking immediately to my side and thus had missed them.
The winds continue to howl, throwing up dust and letting me know the dust storm season is now here. Not my favorite time in Albuquerque, but part of the admission price.
--the BB
3 comments:
BE A U Ti FULL!
(it's all the dust in the air at sunset that gives the beautiful hue...!)
Lovely pictures and yum-yum plums to cum. The poetry flows.
And how are you feeling, Pablito?
Nice surprise ;=)
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