Gray and raw in the weather office, with light rain predicted to begin any moment. East wind suggesting that the forecast might be right.

Morning walk aborted due to distant gunshots. (Deer season is almost over, I think.) But long afternoon walk around the deserted campus when things were quieter. Pax romped and hunted, and almost caught a rabbit.

For dinner—Baked Miso-Glazed Tofu With Wild Mushrooms—as an antidote.