Lost in the mists

Light rain falling, air temperature 62 F, wind south about 5 mph. Bike ride probability low.

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No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die.

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Rowan berries shading yellow into orange.

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I wonder what percentage of the people yammering about military personnel matters have ever, at any time, served in any branch of the military.  Not saying that is a prerequisite for having an opinion, just idle curiosity.

Jurisdictional dispute

Couple of semi-trailers up in the next block collecting crunched bits of house. Also, city crew that wants to repave that sidewalk . . .

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Faint rainbow at sunset.