Was a little late to work this morning because I had to take some pictures of the sunrise.
Wish I'd been able to watch the whole sunrise, but it was not to be.


Lore of the noble bunkagrancha has been passed from Father to son...
the drinking dog is prepared.
![]() Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents. Feste - Twelfth Night |
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