It was a very pretty start to the day here.
I’m glad I reveled in it in the moment, because the day devolved to a flat, grey, cold sort of affair. It’s not awful or anything, not much is actually awful when one is lucky enough to be in a warm little house with two cats, and, (however ephemeral the illusion) enveloped, safe.
The hawk (a Red-Tailed, I think) was in the hackberry tree at the end of the driveway again this morning.
I’ve a busy day today; finally I get three solid days for layout.