Time gone over the horizon of green flash sunsets bridles one to admit we are subjects of change on Earth for no more than three weeks. The advent of writing a book, The Bohemian Birder, demands – in the nerdy nouveau parlance of platform marketing – I enter a realm known as the blogosphere. Yet, be fully cognizant and maybe aware, I continue to communicate with those in the know who activate the golden strings of cosmic tin cans. We are connected by karma and kismet. I hope you join me on this baby step to learning to release winged creatures trapped in my imagination. BE Macomber, unwilling blogger.
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