Crouch, watch, pounce, hold, clamp in jaws
Escape with catch
Whatever you do
Don't let that woman with the
Cam'ra steal your prize
~dkm 244/365

A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
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| Faded note in 2020 written in 1919 |
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| Grandpa Yoder and desk in 1989 Grandpa, age 97 |
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| Desk in 2020 |