Tuesday, April 7, 2026, 20.5* F, 84% RH, 0612
Frost heavy. Stream, ice-bordered flows, reflects trees, sky. Rooster heralds wakefulness. Orange prepares eastern sky for sun’s arrival. Ruger accompanies me across the threshold to warmth. Zayne, at the bottom of the ramp, looks when I call, turns, stays outside with Zsolt exploring for a while.
There is comfort in knowing that when you choose to return, you will be welcomed.
Photo: LJ Austin
