We report: we think of the weather as alive, always, but today especially. There was a storm last night, and the sky is still sorting itself out from the mess it caused. It is raining disorderly, in short bursts. There, between two clouds, the sun finds room enough to shine.

We report: when we come here, we know it will be much windier than everywhere else, and in the winter, the ocean wind is always harsh. It gets in our ears and rearranges every thought and memory we have ever had, until we too feel like wind and water. This is why we come here.

Happy Snail Snack Saturday!

Happy Snail Snack Saturday!

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blast

ok this is poor quality but this building is so elusive to me what are you doing

now this is really nice i like this

@rainyydoves you need to look at this one it makes me happy