Today was Brunch With Siblings day, and I'm pleased to report they are both as sibilant as ever. We went to Good Morning Mama's, which for my money has better coffee and better service than where we'd been going, and a more interesting menu -- but I'm biased in favor of a place that serves home made corned beef hash.
On the way home, I kept hearing what I'm pretty sure were cranes, a high-pitched, fluting, musical call, and could not spot them Finally saw them in multiple vees and strings high, high overhead, so far up they were little more than dots. But their song carries for miles, a marvel of the late Fall.
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