Having discovered about six or eight months ago that I am an introvert, I’ve begun to realize how so many of my hobbies align with that fact. This past weekend while sipping coffee on the patio I was amazed at the depth of all the bird-song I was hearing. It was one of those typically Central Texas mornings where the haze hadn’t quite burnt off yet so one couldn’t tell if rain was in the forecast or clear blue skies.
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