I woke up to find it completely brown outside. From minus eleven to sixty two in five days. As the day wore on, into the late afternoon, it felt distinctly like late September in warmth, quality of light, and brown-ness.
Except for the squirrels, they're still gray, to match their favorite tree trunks.
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