Just cool by itself; a new year. My cats don't have that. Cooler still
is that it is a hard bright blue sky day. So bright that the shadow, of a
flying bird,on the snow, takes one by surprise.Then the lighting dims
and a soft gray ensues; all done by
clouds But it is cold. Hence the
cats have more sense:
Poes
Felix silvestris catus in formal attire
The cats sniff at the porch door and refuse to accompany me. They scurry back, taking their noses, to their warm spots. My hand held device register -13C and with wind chill -25C. Still the light is beguiling and a new beginning is refreshing.
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