Day 974.
The endless tapestry of featureless beige cloud has finally began to clear 10 minutes before sunset. I no longer remember a day where I wasn’t cold. When walking the dog earlier, I waded through ankle deep mud bogs which were supposed to be footpaths. The foliage is either bare or looks weak and stunted - even an orange tint to some leaf cover - has autumn arrived in May?
Also I was out for an hour with the dog and it did not stop hammering it down the entire time. The missus put gloves on because you know, it’s nearly summer afterall.
I’ve seen the volcanic summer in our future and it terrifies me.