10/11/26 6:30 38F (3.3C) AQI 19
Dark and still with no wind yet. Above me drift thin, broken clouds.
I catch a rumor of wood smoke from the tipi.
Walter stirs from the deck to enforce the perimeter.
An owl glides by.
Dawn begins to lift the corner of night’s dull blue blanket.
The air feels cold, almost crisp.
My tea is hot, but not scalding. Cardamom softens its bite.
Good morning.
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