through the bathroom window at 472 Willow Island, our new lake house. Trying to figure out work around to use my iMac to post to the www through my iPad.
Post may be shorter, though more likely, composed in advance. This other below is the sun rising over the tip of Willow Island. Despite my best efforts, possibly because I was lacking my hearing aids, I did not receive any special charge or commandments, from below or above, and therefor, left standing in the moment, for just a moment, a twinkling of the eye, before 
pointing my tablet.