My wife Allysen texted me this afternoon to alert me to the arrival of:
Did I marry the right woman, or what?
Okay, it only works in parts of the world where dates are expressed as Mo/Da/Yr, but still.
It was kind of a strange day, meteorologically. We had snow flurries in the morning, or so I hear (I was asleep). What’s strange about that is, just a few days ago I was walking around in a short-sleeve shirt. Then, this afternoon, I noticed that the sky was mostly a thick overcast, with a band of clear sky just above the northwest horizon. The demarcation between the overcast and the blue was a ruler-straight line, with no visible movement. I had a great, big-sky view of it as I drove north out of Boston on the elevated freeway.
Several hours later, it looked exactly the same. I took this picture, using the Panorama app on my phone.
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The line looks curved from the fisheye effect, but in reality it was straight as an arrow shot by the Arrow. Here’s a regular shot.
It was still that way at sunset, when the edge of the overcast was lit with a beautiful pink glow. Wish I’d caught that.