Phoenix Bound

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Flying over beautiful New Mexico (God’s Country), on the way to a much, much, very extremely overdue vacation. . . And I’m officiating my Dad’s wedding. 

Welcome, June

 “When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, 

And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, 

When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, 

And maidens bleach their summer smocks.”


(From Shakespeare’s “Love’s Labors Lost”)




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