Dark Four In Cascadia

Daily notes from a plague winter

December 8th

Cloud-mottled skies this morning, low liers and streaks and spots layered between Portland and blue skies. 9AM and still Golden Hourish. Literal gold all over the southwestern sky, from Mount Hood the ice mountain - which is now visible through naked trees - all the way to the sun which is, in its way, way down there. 37 degrees, and I shiver my way around the whole block.