rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Ice House

Sunset is no more than a dull reddish glow on the edge of the lowering mass of gray the sky has become. Blue jays are screeching. It feels as though he temperature has dropped at least ten degrees in the last two hours. If those clouds contain moisture, I'm sure it will fall as snow. The only question is whether it will fall here, or farther up the mountains. I've never seen it turn so wintery so fast here. I've got weather whiplash.
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