Friday, January 23, 2026, 6.7*, 74% RH, 0726
Two hours ago, the three stopped at the top of the ramp barking at my son’s truck idling. Zayne would only move if I walked beside him. I wonder what he thinks might happen. Where derives his fear? The unknown?
Soleil rises into blue sky. I wait for Zsolt. Like me he prefers to be outside. The quickly appearing storm warned last night left no snow. I watched it miss us on radar.
Coffee drop by drop fills a gray cup, the three at peace sleep.
Photo: LJ Austin
