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Rain coming down and the skies grey, we've left all our windows wide open. (There isn't much blowing, the rain comes nearly straight down; between that and the overhang the worst that's likely is a few drops on the inner sill.) And what I can see out them is green, green, all green -- like breathing underwater, without drowning.

Sourdough sponge rising on the counter, pasta and tomato cream for dinner with bread and roasted garlic and sharp clean wine.