Monday, November 5, 2007

Weather Report.

Eastern Standard Time. Dark so damn early. Winter on its way back in. The leaves in La Vieja's maple next door almost down. Leaves on the forsythia out back going purple. Blue sky like the Mountain West. No rain. Dog in the dry lakebed on Saturday afternoon. Dog full of fetid mud not too long after. Orion wheeling east late last night. Half the pansies in the ground. Half still to go. Impatiens hanging on until the freeze later this week.

I remember the thing I used to like best in the world was my dad's old NOAA weather radio, a faux-wood cube about four inches on a side. That used to be a real person in there. Now they've got it computerized, like all else.

Maybe showers tonight. Maybe tomorrow. We'll see.

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