The last day of the calendar year was grey, windy, rainy, and punctuated by furious hailstorms. For a while in the afternoon, the clouds in the west glowed with a curious golden-brown light, about the shade of lightly toasted marshmallow. I've never seen anything quite like it. In the evening, the sky began to clear a bit, and I saw a few stars emerge. Maybe tomorrow will actually be sunny. I won't count on it, though.
Maybe I'll go make some popcorn. Happy Wednesday.
