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[katallison]

A strangely mild, foggy, drizzly night. The sky is a sort of washed-out puce, dark grey overlain with pinky-orange, a shade that comes from the city lights reflecting off very low clouds, a sky you only get on late fall and winter nights. The wind is blowing, and in the back yard the birch leaves--brilliant gold in daylight--are, in the darkness, the same weird pale washed-out shade as the sky. It's very quiet, except for the movement of the wind, stirring the birch leaves.

I had a million things I wanted to post here, coming home from work in the daylight, but now I just think I'll watch another Millennium episode.

Comments

[vagabondage.livejournal.com]

I wish I were there with you.

[twistedchick]

I'm still around in the Twin Cities area, if you'd like to get together.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

You're in town?? Did my e-mail screw up again (dammit!)? (My mrks.org account has *not* been playing nice lately...) Yes, absolutely, I'd love to get together! E-mail me -- I should be around this morning.