Unofficially, this blog would be remiss in not taking note of the best holiday display in the neighborhood, which on a clear day (at least in Pittsburgh) after Christmas, put all puny yard-light displays to shame.
I'm in a rare position of, for a short week at least, having no dog-walking responsibilities. So it was a real treat to take a "me" walk around the block on Dec. 26. The crescent moon floated low in the western sky, resting elegantly behind branches of bare trees, in a deep blue-black dusk.
There was a star or planet to the moon's left. I can't describe how lovely this sky was, except to say, lamely, that it took my breath away.
All Christmas decorations ... go away. You cannot compete.
Monday's clear skies gave way to a soggy Tuesday of unrelenting rain. I went out at around 1 p.m. to run errands, umbrella in hand. Here's what the world looked like, with Mount Washington (way in the background, seen from Stanwix Street) fogged in.
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