Sun!

The sun is shining! It's still just over 40 degrees and windy but it's sunny, and that goes a long way toward making it a good day.

October 24--Franz Mark, In the Rain. Tally looked out of the window wondering if it would ever stop raining. For days the sky had been gray and raindrops had streaked the pane making everything outside look distorted. She thought that everything--plants, trees, fence, house, even the dog passing on the sidewalk looked like they had been sliced by a magical machete that cauterized the wound and let the slashed keep moving as if nothing had happened. She moved her chair closer to the the window and amused herself all afternoon with the fractured shapes and smeared colors in front of her. She spent the next day affixing a pair of kaleidoscopes to a pair of Grandpa's old glasses. If she sat still she could spin the kaleidoscope ends, making endless amazing patterns for herself alone.

I like it. It's not exactly what I had imagined but I like the idea. Are you writing?
--Barbara