Big Rain again.
So stormy I woke at 2AM. Watched.
Thoughts for those enduring bigger than normal storms ravaging our planet
Thankful for roof.
Pinned the extended nine to a cloth dyed with pom and iron, my new favorite grey because of its warmth. Secured yet still reaching outward. Grounding the crossroads. Though nothing seems as expected, all is well.
Big Wind has brought the chill. Here we go.
Another winter here it seems but no regret.