March 19th, 2016

The Red Tree

"...underneath the sky that's ever falling down, down, down. Ever falling down."

Sunny and cold today, the sky too blue. Current, it's 37˚F, with the windchill at 31˚F. But at least the threat of snow has been downgraded to 1-3 inches, and the next day will be in the high forties, so it should melt immediately. Hopefully, the two nights of deep cold won't murder all the early spring growth.

I have some photos from the day before yesterday. At sunset, we had a Chicxulub sort of sky:

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Not much work on the new story yesterday, but I began reading a really delightful new Kij Joshson story that was sent to me in ms. form. It was, though, all in all, a lost day.

I need to film a short bit of video as a thank you to my Patreon backers.

Last night, after leftover shepherd's pie and cabbage, we watched John Hughes hilarious (and painfully eighties) Planes, Trains, and Automobiles (1987), because Kathryn had never seen it. Then the new Better Call Saul. Then bed, and I fell asleep to Charles Marquis Warren's Flight to Tangier (1953), starring Jack Palance and Jane Fontane, playing on my iPhone. Because this is the future, the dystopian future where we can all watch movies on our phone and Donald Trump is running for Amerikanischer Führer.

Gotta run.

Aunt Beast