As I write this now, about 1:10 pm, the sky is very dark. The sun is as red as blood, and everything is cast in that reddish-brown light. I saw a bird soaring over my house, with black wings that had grey-white tips. I thought it was interesting; his feathers were the same color as the ash falling from the sky
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