Clouds giving way to mainly starry skies, a low of 58° tonite. Wind gusts of up to 22 miles per hour. Amidst estuary-roaming trilliums (of magenta hues), the conjurer is especially shimmering. Descending past the genesis, slowly devoured by vapors. If by chance you require an umbrella while updating your hard drive, I was gonna say the same thing.
Observations: Drenched (delicious)! A warm sky swarmed with moths seal their envelopes, beseeching a surrender. The can-elope tree when and where. See also: a fuzzy whirling realm for mugwort enthusiasts (the keeper of dreams has spoken).
Featuring the music of Peter Kraus, Molinder Kaur Bhamra, Explosions In The Sky and a few other exquisite favorites from the archive. Into the eve of my heart shall you soar, my celestial firefly.
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