Today heard a high-pitched buzz, which I initially could not guess the origin of. I closer examined the grass below me to discover a calliphorid fly being captured by a jumping spider. Pitied the fly, but that is how nature goes.
Stopped raining last night. Finally had the chance to go on one of my usual walks, which I normally take every day to pass time before I make myself dinner. This walk was for an hour and thirty minutes. In the hours after rain ceases the sky is at its best(in my opinion) appearance; it is covered wholly by a nigh-impenetrable sheet of grey clouds, and the air runs cold.
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