Sometimes, I can scarcely believe my good fortune.
Sometimes, I pause to be grateful for politics. Seriously.
Sometimes, I stop where the subdivision road meets the road up The Mountain, roll the window down and take a picture.
Sometimes, Smudge lets me photograph something besides the back of her head.
Sometimes, “the train station” hits different.
Sometimes, when the light’s just right, all of the work I’ve poured into this place shines like diamonds.
Sometimes, when evening rolls ’round, I’m so content that I have no words.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
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