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I wake up before Mom does. I'm a morning person. She still finds that hard to believe, for she clearly remembers my school days when she had to resort to extraordinary methods to wake me up. Flashing lights, banging spoons on pans, loud radios, flashlight in the eyes, recorded bugle calls, windows opened to winter gales, and cats tossed onto the ( Read more... )

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As I pulled into my job site on Friday morning, the sky looked like it was afire, like a scene from a sci-fi movie. I wish I'd had a wider angle lens, because it extended even beyond straight overhead well toward the west, and far to the north and south. At least 70% of the sky was involved. It only lasted around 2 or 3 minutes, but it was one of ( Read more... )

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