(This was written circa 2014, while living in our house on Caper here in Boise.) Morning It’s just a few minutes after 5:00 a.m.  Outside on my tiny, barely-holds-two-chairs-and-a-mini-table front porch I breathe in the smell of last night’s rain.  It was just a short spate, just Mother Nature spitting last night, but enough … Continue reading Up At Five →