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Lonely Sunset

     Hey, everyone. This was sunset, a few days ago. It was taken from my back deck. As you can see, not a whole lot of neighbors back there. None, actually. Sunsets are usually pale and washed out up here, for some reason. This was a nice one, though.
     When you sit outside at night, it's good to sit with your back to a wall or a tree. Mountain lions like to attack from the rear and bite the neck of their victims. The truth is, we don't see them all that often but you can tell they've been about by tracks and things. I guess that the total sightings I've had is about four. They certainly have my respect. I don't let them keep me out of the woods but I take precautions.
     I've had a bit of the flu for the last couple of days. Quite the drag, it is. Taken numerous naps to combat the stuff. It has hindered me from typing on the latest manuscript because I've felt crummy.
    I'm really grateful for the change in the weather. We've had warmer days and no snow for a week or two. Hopefully, the winter is over as far as the white stuff is concerned.
    All of you guys that are Apple people might want to go to the app store and try a new game called Last Temple. It's a match three game in the tradition of Treasures Of Montezuma or Akzend. There is a free version and I think you'll enjoy it.
     On TV last night I watched an old movie with Tom Selleck. The title is Her Alibi. Tom plays a writer of mysteries who succeeds as a writer but fails as a liver of life. The movie pokes fun at writers, I think. Tom brings a strange and mysterious lady into his home. He thinks the woman may kill him. It's very funny when he writes a book to correspond with events, except he writes it like he is the brave and daring sleuth and in reality he is a timid geek. If you want, have Net-Flix beam it to you tonight. It is charming and funny. I wish I had a house like the guy in the movie.
    Wow, it's lonely outside tonight. It's very quiet. My wife is not home. I guess I could grill something and entice a mountain lion in, so I could get a picture. Maybe he'd even strike a cool pose and flex his muscles, bare his teeth or something. Before I begin to remind myself of the writer in Her Alibi, I'll say goodbye from the author's green retreat. I'm CE Wills.

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