It's criminal to have such lovely weather at the height of a pandemic.
Molten slate skies offsetting the lemon greens of trees still dripping from the thunderous shower of this morning in a photogenic constraint against rusty dried leaves clinging to parent trees.
It's a watercolour painting in motion .
There a hundred lovely things to be said about sitting out in the open letting this weather drip all over you but scarce does one talk about enjoying it privately, through the open windows of a bedroom which is just good if not better.
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