Friday, January 16, 2025, 21.6* F, 73% RH, 0659
Snow begins to fall as I slide the portal open to let the three explore icy land. Round, a solar fixture, blinks, once, twice, gives no more light.
Mariah scrapes trees together like sharpening a razor. Candles flame in windows waiting for Soleil's touch to let them rest. Sometimes they burn through the day.
Sky takes a first look at Friday through gray eyes.
Art: LJ Austin “Woman in the Wood” digital collage
