February 3, 2011

3.2.twenty eleven

this morning there were long stretched wisps of cloud on top of the dense dark cover above the horizon. they have since been washed away and now there is left a thick cover over the horizon. yet the sun is peeping through somewhere overhead, keeping the heat streaming in. there was very little wind chop this morning, making the ocean an alluring crisp sheet.

wind is blowing, Ray LaMontagne is crooning...making the chores less undesirable.


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