The clouds that conserve the heat are lovely to look at, though. By night, when they float in the west they catch the lights of Chico and spread a soft, romantic glow. When they pass overhead the light is much less, but the variegation of luminance and shade slowly playing across their surface is fascinating to watch. It's a good thin I enjoy the spectacle they provide, since I certainly can't use the computer while they are trapping all this heat, and there's nothing else to do here on a Sunday night.
I have overslept for the past two days. I will make an attempt to rise earlier today. Things to do piling up, as my brain slowly bakes.
