Air temperature 54 F, wind near calm, cloudy. Patch of light rain now headed east from here, barely got the roads wet and didn't deter the Technicolor Jogger. Existential dread continues.
Bombarded by leaves on my morning walk, robin herd on the grass across the park, no cat friends seen. Still warm for the season, 65 F at the airport and wind gusting to 30 mph. Hence the aerial attack . . .
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