Late yesterday afternoon, about eight hours before the end of the year, gusty winds toppled a giant fir tree down the street from us. Fortunately, no one was struck, but the tree did come to rest on three vehicles while blocking the entire road. Given all the natural disasters in the world, this was a messy speck of dust.
Here are my labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.
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