Rain fell all day long, and long the day seemed. It’s looking like it’s going to be green. . . .
Effie finds my husband’s lap a better landing place, but right now, I’m home and he isn’t, and it’s raining, and Effie wants a lap and I am elated to oblige her.
After spending her morning napping in my office chair, Effie emerged and moved her venue to the hallway heat vent, favoring the metal vent over her cotton rug. The weather outdoors is 45° and cloudy, with a believable forecast of rain.
I was able to photograph the pre-super moon Monday (two posts down). Tuesday, true to my prediction, clouds obscured the super moon and the entire sky completely; and tonight, Wednesday, my husband took this photo of the post-super moon. The moon is red from passing sunlight in the atmosphere as it rose.
Five for brunch is a cinch in our neck of the prairie.
The actual Super-moon is supposed to show tomorrow, but I thought the prequel was pretty close to the genuine article; and anyway, it could always be cloudy tomorrow.
The tree branch seems to reach out, as if to suggest alliance between Earth and its moon.
We hadn’t expected a beautiful, clear sunny day, but there it was, and we decided on a walk along Asotin Creek, a nearby and fairly frequent destination.
The trail was slick with melting snow, but we sustained no casualties.
The green disc is more likely an artifact than Neptune wandering from its orbit.