There are the remains of a raptor near the pond. Perhaps it is the victim of a coyote or a bobcat or a Great Horned Owl. I think it was a Cooper's Hawk, but my inspection was cursory.
Last night I ate a home-made sugar cookie. It was delightful. I almost never have home-baked cookies anymore.
I worry about the children separated from their parents at the border. I worry about the Thai boys and their teacher being rescued, if all goes well, from a cave amidst rainy weather. I worry about the families of the dozens of people who died in a boat sinking off the cost of Thailand. I am worried about the refugees on boats from Africa seeking sanctuary in Europe. It's a difficult time. There has never been an easy time, though.
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