Monday, November 17, 2025, 30.8%, 72% RH, 0733
Bleached by summer sun, the deck displays her wooden face; a message in hieroglyphics on the railing. Soleil canceled today’s visit. Silver sky. No clouds. Mariah plays gently with trees. Tiny flakes of white like bugs on a summer night refuse to land. Zayne, a race car careens about the fenced-in-ground pursuing Zsolt; obeys the leave command to pursue alone time with mommy. Humidity condenses on the upper sash. Coffee cools in a red cup. The three sleep. Mariah not so gentle now, shakes the trees randomly.
It is useless to wish for snow when that is not what is given.
Photo: LJ Austin
