Somewhere between nautical and citizens' twilight
is my favorite time of day. The sky differentiates itself from the trees, a color between grey and navy blue. No fog this morning. Might be fog in the valleys, a river of cloud below. Quiet, but windows are closed, the spring persists, cool and wet. My oak trees broke bud yesterday. Hickory is still thinking about it.
New tropical arrivals daily. My hummingbirds have returned, action at the feeder, which is good, because there's not too much blooming out there. Blame the deer. I have a piebald doe in the resident herd. Too early for fawns, roadkill squirrels, they mourn their dead you know? Few skunks so far. New puppy here. Very intrepid Cairn terrier. Loves mud. And greeting with teeth.
Cleaning house of winter. Son flies in on Friday, new female attraction coming in as well. Awaiting towel delivery. Carpets being cleaned. Water down and back up, amazing what microdirt appears from carpet fiber. Made in the USA, Dalton, Georgia. Delivered as a roll, by truck, somehow we horsed it up horseless to the house for install. Blue-green, 30 years ago. Gallons of pee later, still blue-green. Made in the USA.
Sky is further resolving to blue-grey.