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Roads Less Traveled....
Marsh Musings
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Somewhere between 4 and 5 a.m. seems to be the time my internal alarm clock dings. As I have aged, my sleep requirements seem to have diminished. That’s not to say that I can’t nap at the drop of a hat especially if nothing is happening -- but night time seems to exist for me and the cat.