Always am, Rushy!!! I was having lunch at work on my own today and got thinking about THAT MORNING...when the mist off the river swirls through among the trees, your shoulders vaguely chilled by the coolth, the dog's bell clonking its way through the rough, the cordite bloom of the blunderbuss, those sparkling brown eyes of the dog as she brings in the rooster...its all good!!!!
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