Super nice trush sound all the way down the street as me and Billy went out to buy smokes at the next door gas station, at the top of the hill.

The wind was cold and the air was spiced up.

Cool, and crisp and fresh. With the bird songs, it was ravishing and I saw a woodpecker and many other birds. Amen and Thank you Buddha for this day so cold and nice. And birdy! om mani peme hung Om mani peme hung om mani peme hung