We sit here on the fringes of Nicole, a "Sub-tropical storm" because, while she looks like a tropical storm, she didn't form in the tropics. Or something like that. Anyway, windy and cloudy and warm, beautiful fall walk weather. Rain tonight and tomorrow with gusts up to fifty or sixty MPH, "they" say, and half the autumn leaves will end up matted on the ground three blocks over from where they grew.
Barnstead may catch this head on, which I'm sure pleases Pernicious no end. Cats like rain, yes?
Barnstead may catch this head on, which I'm sure pleases Pernicious no end. Cats like rain, yes?