Tuesday, November 18, 2025, 31.1*, 73% RH, 0614
Orange seeps into the horizon behind clashing limbs, ribbons of white through purple hues blending. Frost. A doe, two fawns yesterday browsing. The doe stood watching me watching her, out of sight of the three. Zayne begins to understand “leave.” Too early to listen for birds. Crows yesterday. Sky silver with fading bruise.
Morning colors Tuesday.
Photo: LJ Austin
