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April 1st

Digital painting of a dusk blue sky, filled with long clouds, of a lighter blue in the top half of the frame, and a darker blue in the bottom half. There is a single bright yellow dot glowing in the sky.

We report: while the moon is still barely recovering from the new moon, Mars is just about the next brightest thing in the night sky - apart from Jupiter, but we cannot find Jupiter amidst the clouds tonight. In a few minutes, the brightest stars will start to come out too.

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March 31st

Digital painting of a cloudy sky, light shades of grey stacked on top of one another, with darker greys creating wavy patterns on the underside of the clouds.

We report about the twists and turns of today's weather. This morning was bright and clear, with a warm breeze, but around midday, the sky started to melt into the horizon. Since then, the clouds have been piling up, rippling and folding into one another to make room for more.

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March 30th

Digital painting of a blue sky filled with small yellow clouds, all different shapes, all stuck together.

We report: the sun rose a little to the side today, and we felt a bit uneasy about it. We have had some time to note, notice, and observe now, and we think it is all going to be fine. There has been light, warmth, and companionship in the presence of the sun, as per usual.

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March 29th

Digital painting of a sunset sky, steel grey with a tall, bubbling, golden cloud, and some long, dark grey clouds occupying the bottom half of the frame.

We report in the vicinity of a storm, right there in the will-it-will-it-not of it. The clouds keep moving up like there is nowhere else to go, but the bugs and the birds are all flying low to the ground. There is a sense of suspension in the heavy air. The low sun flickers.

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March 28th

We report: we can hear the moody calls of a tawny owl out here. We are trying to find it among bare branches while the dusk light remains, but the mistletoe shrubs in the poplars trick our eyes. In the end, the day fades away completely, and the owl flies deep into the woods.

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March 27th

Digital painting of a landscape, light grey sky with a few floating white clouds over a green pasture covered in daisies and dandelions. There are a couple of houses peeking out from behind the horizon, grey slate roofs with chimneys.

We report in the almost-drizzle of a late March morning. The throes of winter are still fresh on our mind, and the blanket of white on the ground brings us to snow rather than daisies at first. Once the moment passes, we get there thanks to the bees and the butterflies.

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March 26th

We report: everything is constantly moving today, spinning and rolling and slipping. We get a sense of the situation at some point, but then we too must move, and nothing looks the same when we pay attention once more. We think things will settle only when the night comes.

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March 25th

Digital painting of a sunset sky, a dark purple, almost black cloud occupying most of the frame. In the bottom right corner, a bit of open sky, lilac with pink and purple clouds.

We report in the short hours of the evening: there is rain in our sunset, and it is spilling over everything. It is not the heaviest of rains, but because of the hour, when we look to the west, we see every last drop of sunshine falling to the ground. The puddles become oceans.

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March 24th

Digital painting of the sky before sunrise, clear, with a gradient of dark blue to turquoise, with a bit of yellow where the sun is about to come up. There are still stars in the sky. On the horizon line, some distant houses and bare trees.

We report: standing here before dawn, watching the sky shift while the shadows slowly recede, it feels like hearing a fanfare coming from across town. The music is already so loud, but it seems to get impossibly louder as it approaches, and here are the mediums, and now the highs

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March 23rd

Digital painting of a grey sky, dark, swirly clouds pulled into one another with silver light shining through the thinner parts.

We report as we are getting swallowed into the eddies of the sky: there is a lukewarm breeze brushing our ankles, but the wind on our ears is icy. A minute later, it all gets switched up, and it starts raining. We get the feeling that the clouds are tangled up for a reason.

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March 22nd

Digital painting of a bright blue sky, filled with long, thin, fibrous cirrus clouds creating delicate shapes in curves and trails.

We report: every cloud that has come to the sky today has been stretched from one horizon to the opposite end of the sky. This speaks to the languidness of this sunny day, that nothing seems to move on or over or out; the same clouds, in the same sky, for the forever of today.

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March 21st

Digital painting of a sunrise sky, blue clouds in the background, with pink and purple clouds in the foreground, especially colourful at the base of the clouds.

We report as we are attempting to pinpoint the smell of sunrise: perhaps the colour of the clouds makes a difference. Perhaps pink is a little bit sweet, just a splash in the aroma of fresh-fallen rain, and the new growth of grass. We inhale some drizzle and sneeze a few times.

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March 20th

Digital painting of a cloudy sky at dusk, the clouds all shades of dark blue against dark blue. There is a layer of long, crenellated clouds at the bottom, and a large, looming shape above taking up most of the frame.

We report: the sky has spent the day putting layers on. The thin cirrus of the morning warm thickened until we could not find the sun anymore, and then we could feel the cold sting our eyes in the wind. The path to spring is a winding one, but we gladly walk the detours.

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March 19th

Digital painting of a cloudy, rainy sky, lighter in the background with dark grey clouds in the foreground.

We report in the late morning, when we have had enough time to figure out today might just be a rainy day. We can see new leaves in the trees encountering rain for the first time, a shiver that shakes branches. The showers are brief, but also heavy and numerous.

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March 18th

Digital painting of a bright blue sky, completely empty but for a small cloud looking like a ball of cotton.

We report: there is a small tuft of white bravely facing the immensity of the blue sky all on its lonesome, certainly confronting its own individuality and whatnot. With nothing else happening weatherwise at the moment, at least not visibly, all our focus is on the one cloud.

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March 17th

Digital painting of a sunrise sky: a gradient of pale blue to red through yellow, with a light veil of thin clouds. There is the sun right above the horizon, casting off a bright red glow all around.

We report as we are leaving the night behind: our breath fogs pale between the sun and us, and the sun rings red in the dewy air. It was not supposed to be this cold, but our usual suspect, the humidity, has us hunched up against the slight breeze. Our expert is in a cheery mood.

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March 16th

Digital painting of a night sky, the darkest blue, filled with bright stars, and a few translucent, long, wispy clouds.

We report: the stars find us as we move in the dark before we find them, and they seem a little closer than usual. We whisper the names of the ones we recognise, and our expert corrects us on more of them than we care to admit. We turn a torch on, and the stars move away.

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March 15th

Digital painting of an overcast sky, with a patch of the palest blue framed with grey clouds; tall, wide, bubbling clouds through which the light filters.

We report in transience: there is not much time for the sky today, or so we try to convince ourselves. In truth, we steal moments, shapes and colours, and guess at the temperature of the light. We crack a window to let in the smell of the rain, and the wind slams it wide open.

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March 14th

Digital painting of some long, but voluminous, white and grey clouds in the yellow sunshine, with the blue sky all around.

We report: at this moment, whether we were very busy, whether we had a purpose to fill, we do not remember. We can only treat the little wild part of ourselves to the windy sunshine that stopped us in our tracks. There is an echo of all the times we stood in the sun before.

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March 13th

Digital painting of a sunset sky in pastel tones, orange, and deep pink in the long, wispy clouds that cross the frame. There is a small, yellow full moon suspended in the sky.

We report under the stare of the full moon: we thought we had missed the sunset, but the sun waits for us longer and longer every day. Winter is still lingering in our bones, however, and there is the sharp sting of the unexpected, forgotten cold of mid-March. We do not linger.

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