Fringe

March 16, 2016.  The weather is perfect for being out-of-the-house.  But I’m inside, waiting for A/C repairs to complete.  Sitting.  Carried away by assorted sounds and associated visions.  So often difficult to distinguish the real from the imagined.  How splendidly the two tangle!   Suddenly I am “seeing” the fringe on the altar at Red Corral Ranch – noticing the gaps between clumps.

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