This evening at twilight, I had a few moments to go write in my hammock during the intermission between rainstorms. I typed away happily in my beloved hammock under soft, slate-gray skies, with a cool breeze. The real stars of the night were the birds who serenaded me. This is the happiest of happy places for me. I don't know if you can hear them in the video I shot, but I wanted to share the tranquility. I'm not sure why it's sideways. And I can't fix it. But hopefully the birds are still nice.
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