clouds

by underswansea

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Lisa and I rekindled our long lasting winter tradition of having Saturday breakfast behind the mountains up the creek. The snow was slick due to the temperature, just below freezing. Willow ran and we cut a few boughs of cedar.

November has been grey. Like every season, November has its own colour. Gold after the sun goes down and steel blue before dark. It’s remarkable and you only see it once a year. Just about everything else is black and white and just as beautiful.

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It has been clouded over. Too bad, as there have been reports of meteors flying. The new moon is approaching.

I made lasagna tonight. The recipe called for spinach. I replaced it with (you guessed it) kale. . . still going strong!

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