Big weather changes are coming, cooler and cloudy tomorrow.
The clouds are making a big dramatic entrance.
Here's our hill to the north, being swooped upon by white vapors.
Hard working weather instruments below the wild sky.
Purple fades into cotton balls.
Am I the only one to see an escaping humanoid alien flying off with outstretched arms on the right?
And here, an eagle landing and about to be chomped by a grouper fish.
Jerry and Carol's madrone as seen from our back yard. The bark is gloriously lit up by the sun.