Monday, August 3, 2026, 66.7* F, 91% RH, 0626
Surprise – it rained last night; something not in the forecast. Not enough rain to leave bowls or wash more land through boulders. A drink for the leaves, the blueberries, the grass, enough rain to keep dust from spinning in a wind. Fog may descend by the next time I look. Sky white without sun, without blue. No birds sing. No traffic noise carries.
Yesterday I thought about still life photography, looked at forums, found no inspiration.
Given time, the “want to” changes.
Photo: LJ Austin
