Tuesday, September 8, 2026, 54.3* F, 88% RH, 30.14 BP 0613
Moving east: light gray, dark gray clouds. A spot of orange may have brought sun, it didn't. Now the orange is gone. Leaves quiet. Traffic noise. Crickets. Zsolt barked frantically at something beyond the fence where there’s no light. A few raindrops, one on my head, as I looked at leaves bordering the drive with more color than displayed last night.
The patterns of life are changing.
Photo: LJ Austin
