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clever_reports , 9 days ago to random

We report about cirrocumulus, a few miles above us - as they tend to be. Humidity and cold air have met, and now we are able to get a look at gravity waves in a way we hardly ever do. We can only wonder as to the type of butterfly that could have fluttered its wings like this.

clever_reports , 1 month ago to random

We report about early in the night, when there is still blue to be found in the remnants of light. This is not anywhere near a clear night - we can tell by the brushstrokes across the vault - but we see more than a few stars. They come out shy and dim, but we see them.

clever_reports , 1 month ago to random

We report: salty in the back of our throat, the morning has opened up so that, even if it is early, we feel welcome to be alive in it. We wait for our commute and fall back asleep a little while standing. We confuse twilights and we go home in a dream - what an odd day already.

clever_reports , 1 month ago to random

We report on a moonless night: the power is out in the neighbourhood. Our eyes are tired, it is a balmy spring evening, and when we look up, we cannot help but think the stars are about to fall on us. They flicker. We lose our balance as we forget where the ground is.

clever_reports , 2 months ago to random

We report: the sun is falling down, but it is all going to be alright. It is going to get colder, but it will be alright. And the shade grows to take our shoulders and our neck, but we will be fine when our head disappears too. Ah, but in our sleep, we will dream of the sun.

clever_reports , 2 months ago to random

We report about the green sky before the sun rose this morning. All the sparrows in the hedges have been emboldened by the spring, these days; louder than ever, they will not flee even when we walk a little too close to them. The swallows, however, still give us a wide berth.

clever_reports , 3 months ago to random

We report: there has to be a lot of wind for the clouds to be chased in and out like that, and it was windy indeed, today. We witnessed so many different skies; perhaps the wind was the only constant. The sun is now hovering precariously over the horizon, clouds are still moving.

clever_reports , 4 months ago to random

We report: it is after nightfall, but there are still many sparrows chattering in the trees. The air is dank out here, and as we walk, we can feel condensation forming on our face, the white puffs of our breath dissolving into the night. Our expert walks a few steps behind us.

clever_reports , 5 months ago to random

We report: the moon is virtually full at this point in time, 99% full. It will be officially full tomorrow, sometime soon after sunset, for the first time this year. Its distance from Earth at this exact moment is 398900 kilometres. Illumination: 96,6%. Good night.

clever_reports , 5 months ago to random

We report: here is a rather clear night, and for its trouble, our face is so cold that it hurts when we open our mouth to complain about it. Our expert has lent their too-big scarf to us, but, truly, any port in a storm. The stars will have to wait until more clement nights.