There's a Certain Slant of Light...
...autumn afternoons (sorry, Emily).
Wild west wind. Scattered clouds racing across the blue sky, dropping occasional scatters of rain.
Road work--clearing and deepening the up-slope ditch.
(Just had to move inside to avoid a sudden downpour.)
Pinebox shut down today, and this house about 87% done.
T.S. Eliot says April is the cruelest month, but, much as I love October, sometimes I think it is.
Cleared the stove of ashes earlier--now time to light it up. Chilly!