11am, closing in on noon. The pale sun of the morning vanished behind dense clouds. No rain yet, but backyards are quiet like in tense expectations. (Dizxy. Still tired. Trying to spot some birds, no luck so far.)
11am, closing in on noon. The pale sun of the morning vanished behind dense clouds. No rain yet, but backyards are quiet like in tense expectations. (Dizxy. Still tired. Trying to spot some birds, no luck so far.)