Evey blog must begin with a first post and mine is no exception.
Its not really a diary, but I guess that short of a special subject I'll just reflect on the beauty around me here:
A crisp breeze is blowing in some possible rain, although the perfect blue sky and violet sun today makes that all seem rather distant.Various Goldfinches are twittering in the bare pomegranate branches above my head, each awaiting it turn at the feeder across the bare mud yard. The radio is playing softly out of the studio door, and only the occasional passing airplane hints at the throbbing metropolis miles to the East and South. Pastoral bliss.
--TMB
