18th
August
2008
When all you can hear is what you see
I’d just begun reading my novel of the day. Topic, street scenes in New Orleans just before the landfall of a major hurricane (trivia hint for today). Outside, a sky that was getting heavier and darker by the minute; a colour scheme involving swirls of gray, navy blue and light black (that is a colour, you know). My overactive imagination was fertile for weather like this.
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