The sun failed to make an appearance this afternoon, though at dusk a doorway-shape opening appeared in the overcast western horizon through which a pale pink light glowed for a few minutes. I'd have liked to go through it, but the horizon is always too distant.
Portia has the hiccups. I don't recall ever seeing a cat get hiccups before. Maybe I should scare her. That's easy enough.
Head-yanking tomorrow afternoon.