Saturday, June 16, 2012
Lamplight in the lane, orange mist drifting down.

The coppery coolness of the approaching front pushing in from the west.  The cat leaning out the window into the rain, tail aswish.

Later: L. leaning from that same window. Her strong backlit profile.

1am: walking across the Granville bridge, singing Dusty singing Bacharach.

Rain stronger now, the city all asleep, only a few lights showing in the towers by the bridge.

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