We woke to foggy weather. In Lipnica, that always meant a gloriously sunny afternoon. Here — I’m not so sure. It stayed cloudy most of the morning before turning sunny.
It might mean sleepiness if it’s Sunday. Everyone was tired this morning: L because she’s a thirteen-year-old; E because he’s sick; K and I because that’s how we normally wake up.
Or it might mean more work in the basement.
