Seems to only be clearing for the middle of the day right now – bleak mornings and nights…
…these were taken a couple of days ago.
See the day is coming, burning like an oven, when all the arrogant and all evil-doers will be stubble; the day that comes shall burn them up, says the Lord of hosts, so that it will leave them neither root nor branch. But for you who revere my name the sun of righteousness shall rise, with healing in its wings. You shall go out leaping like calves from the stall…on the day when I act, says the Lord of hosts.
Micah, Holy Bible
One wild night again. Seems winter has held off for long enough, and now wants to make up for lost time. Flash after flash of lightning, and thunder sounding as though someone was dropping rocks on the roof. But it wasn’t rocks on the roof, just torrential rain looking for a way in. Luckily the repairs to our roof were good…
the spark of iron
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