January 3rd

We report from under this leaden sky, one that will collapse under its own weight any second. Everything was night-dark until the sun came out - from where, we cannot tell, and the light is moving in waves, but it is bright enough to get us squinting. It already smells like rain.

January 2nd

We report: all things considered - and we certainly did consider all of the things, we did - the sky has not been very different from what it was before the new year. We are starting to wonder what was all the fuss. Although we are quite happy with the sky the way it was, and is.

January 1st

We report about the tentative first lights of the new year, not all that bright or vibrant yet, which is more than fine by us. We have not yet cleared the ashes of the past year, and it will take us a little bit more time still. We took the wind with us through the night.