Go Free, Turkey

Lots of dogs are barking and howling this evening. I suspect that they have been thrown out of their houses while Thanksgiving dinners are being consumed. Or perhaps they were given underdone turkey and are suffering with salmonella. No risk of salmonella for me, as no fowl has entered my mouth today. There was a nice baked potato with crispy skin, though.

Rain on the way.

It is a dark and stormy night....

A thunderclap woke me just before three o'clock in the afternoon. I looked out the window to see a splendid downpour with scatterings of hail. The fury didn't last long, and within minutes the storm had settled down to a drizzle. By dusk, the clouds broke and glowed a dusty pink in the sun's last light. A few wisps drifted near the bright, gibbous moon. Now the clouds are back and rain beats the roof for a few minutes, then quiets, then returns, again and again. It will probably be gone by tomorrow, so I'll enjoy it while I may.