Sunday, December 14, 2025, 23.4*, 86% RH, 0758
Uncalled for snow sprinkled itself last evening. I swept away the slippery. Snow was to begin an hour ago, end at 7 PM. Gray skies withholding. Pond invisible. Coffee in my favorite pottery cup getting colder. The three sleeping. The drum calling.
Oh, evergreens, your boughs remind us.
Photo: LJ Austin
