Saturday, November 29, 2025, 26.8*, 74% RH, 0734
Soleil gently waking shares golden light with faces. Sparse snow from yesterday. Frost. Ice. Mariah plays with trees gently. Slice of moon watched over night. Ravens. No rooster. No deer. White clouds companion blue sky. Wooden frame without picture waits to stand behind a clock when I can make a path through books, boxes, other frames with pictures that have no place to hang. Last Saturday of November.
Through all things, the yellow duck smiles atop my desk.
Photo: LJ Austin
