We had parked under an oak tree and upon return, found this fallen leaf conveniently cradled in the passenger window frame, begging for attention. I don’t suppose that oak trees can smile, but if they could, I have no doubt that the tree which had dropped this leaf would have been smirking.
Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs.
This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends.
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