Thursday, November 6, 2025, 36.8*, 95% RH, 0614
I stepped cautiously onto the shiny deck. Freezing rain is sprinkled through coming forecasts. The three hurried through their fenced-in-land not wanting to stand in line for dry off time. 2 biscuits later before the warmth left their beds they sleep again.
Birds have been absent these gray mornings. Afternoon brings crows. Haven’t seen deer. The stream now visible from more than the laundry room window. Mariah sways the trees.
For all the things that are, for all that could be, this is the day we have been given.
Photo: LJ Austin
