September 6, 2020

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While most of us we are snoring, dozing, dreaming, drooling, sawing logs and scrimping the last Z's of another restless night, for a few moments each morning about 25 minutes before dawn something remarkable happens. A cabal of clouds, moisture, wind and sun collude to paint a unique masterpiece never again to be duplicated in our lifetimes. Its the only conspiracy theory I know for sure I can believe in.