rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Might Rain, Might Snow, Who the Hell Knows?

Entirely grey today, and cold, and the smell of smoke from wood fires and burning leaves drifts through the dimness. I saw a cat posing in sphinx attitude as a hood ornament on a parked car. The engine must have been warm. On my back fence, a bird with a red cap glared down at a blue jay on the lawn. Out my window, I see a mulberry branch whose leaves still refuse to turn yellow and fall. They seem very bright against the slate clouds and the dark green pines. Only a little more than a week to the winter solstice. Good.


Those of you who have set your LJ login to never expire ought to take a look at the login page, just to see Frank in his Christmas bondage. I wonder whose idea that was?

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