Tuesday, November 11, 2025, 39.5*, 93% RH, 0837
Light bounces off silver skies reflects in the pond, branches calm. Merlin hears a Goldfinch and Pine Siskin. His hearing, much better than mine. After tending to the three, before getting dressed, before coffee drips into a colorful cup, before writing, morning now requires a nebulizer.
These are the silver days of November.
Photo: LJ Austin
