It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

I remembered today

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 16 - you have 21

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like...

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 3


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like. (My mom would. I could ask her.) It turns out they're a whole genus of flowers, all with three petals, except for when they have four. Like clovers, except I don't think clovers are trilliums.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

They're found all over Asia and North America.

I found a kind that are native to here, and they're also called a whip-poor-will flower.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A whippoorwill is a bird. Apparently it's named after the sound it makes. I bet the flower doesn't make that kind of sound. So why is it called that?— I started reading about Scots after that. I don't remember how I got there. If I found out why that silent flower is named for sound, I don't remember.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 21 - thank you!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

I was watching a video the other day

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 21 - you have 21


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 12 - one is won the other tied!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 12 - one is won the other tied

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: one is won the other tied

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

'Please be SILENT and LISTEN...' Have you heard of a weird saying like this? If you want to find what you're looking for, UNREAD THE SIGNS."

The day is cloudy,

"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the paper is still bright enough in it to make me squint. I turn the paper sideways, so as to avoid causing confusion for passing planes.

            1
            You need 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  - you have 1


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I notice a corner

The day is cloudy,

"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

of blue past the edge of the paper. On the back is a sticky note, in the same handwriting.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 4).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 6 - you have 12

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 4


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but breakfast's end, and from the seat and down

the line between the tables, careful that the plate

still level, all eyes on me,— truly? really? no! glass

on its side; good thing, empty, or what a mess,

It's empty.

what a twist, this tale! that this occurrence for this

character; a little laugh, a little smile at the cleverness;

or else the simplicity (not that the two never together).

then not sad, not bitter, this; yet not light, oh, light,


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

up above a tear in the earth for light to me, and dimly

through the current's fraction, all else to my eyes, too.

the curving cave walls the frame of a river, surely this

tunnel (and others!) the result of rain's quick erosion.

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 4).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and so I have no trouble folding this sticky note into the shape of a frog. I set it on the table in front of me, vivid on the greyish tabletop.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I return to my tablet.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The frog waits, watchful, without the barest hint of movement. Expectant.

You've gained 1 x Paper Frog (new total 4).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

my plate to kitchen, me to door, the thresh-

hold under, by, behind, the speckled floor

a blur with sun too much for my pale flesh

from window glass, and I, behind which, more?

It's empty.

there ever a want of more, more of this scene,

this happiness from loved character,

this turn of things, division by a screen,

and we, the reader, myself-magickeder,


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


and not the only one, for here in dark

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

(as much a shock to them as me) a pers-

on whose (the tunnels) home my entrance stark

disruptedly a look of choices: worse?

and trust of unfamiliar things, and such,

but they to me: hands close, so close— to touch—

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 5).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 4)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 4


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 7)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 7

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 3 x Paper Frog (new total 7).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

But this could not be one of those times.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 33 - an omen!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a white contrail tracing through the sky. This one is headed what looks like almost straight up. How does that work? Maybe the plane really is ascending. Or— it's just heading right towards me. (Would that look like upwards?)

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it takes as three dimensional, with the pointed end closer and the trailing cloud level to the ground. I can't see it. A path on the inside of a sphere, surely, though I know it cannot really be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


As the plane gets closer

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it appears to move more quickly. I lean into the window, and without it framing my view, the trail looks smaller, somehow. Just a tiny white streak, no matter how close. Mustn't it be huge, to be seen from this far? But the inside of the sphere is not so far. And the plane passes overhead, and the trail is not so long. And it's gone.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

Once in the elementary school lunch room

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 26 - you have 33

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet...


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


As the plane gets closer

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 2 - shame inferno: musty frog!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 2 - shame inferno: musty frog

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: shame inferno: musty frog

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 4; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 11)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 11

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 11).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

"G.

Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 4 - you have 4


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 13)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 13

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 2 x Paper Frog (new total 13).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            15
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 17)

            15
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 17

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 17).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

A bird—

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 1 - you have 2

a tiny little thing— landed just outside my window...


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 17)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 17


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 23)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 23

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 6 x Paper Frog (new total 23).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the candy in my pocket. It was someone's birthday, I think, and they brought packets to share. That sort of thing is probably harder now that we're in multiple classes over the course of a day. So: weird, but nice.

I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but I put it in my pocket. I feel weird eating in front of other people, even if they are, too.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Now, these colors present an opportunity.

Brown is the root. Green for the fifth. Maybe yellow is the seventh. Blue— something out of key. Augment. Jump a tritone. Anything.

I'll hold on to the blues. Those ones are good to share, I think.

You've gained 1 x Piece of Blue Candy (new total 2).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 13 - heh!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 27)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 27

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 27).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 6 - you have 13


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 31)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 31

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 31).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 36 - make sure he's ok!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with the clear and sun makes me feel older. Like— "I read the news today..." It's not unpleasant, but I wish it were raining.

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Raining, I mean. I saw the wet little spots on the sidewalk first. Weird, how you know it must be raining on you, too, but you don't feel it right away. Then they outnumbered the dry. Then I felt it.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I should probably get inside, I thought.

Go back. Heh. "Back to school." But there's still time. No need for any of that yet. Wait until you are different. Until the rain changes your mind.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 39 - instructions for egress!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 39 - instructions for egress

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

That dress

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 36 - you have 39

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out...


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 35)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 35

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 35).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a white contrail tracing through the sky. This one is headed what looks like almost straight up. How does that work? Maybe the plane really is ascending. Or— it's just heading right towards me. (Would that look like upwards?)

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it takes as three dimensional, with the pointed end closer and the trailing cloud level to the ground. I can't see it. A path on the inside of a sphere, surely, though I know it cannot really be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


As the plane gets closer

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it appears to move more quickly. I lean into the window, and without it framing my view, the trail looks smaller, somehow. Just a tiny white streak, no matter how close. Mustn't it be huge, to be seen from this far? But the inside of the sphere is not so far. And the plane passes overhead, and the trail is not so long. And it's gone.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 56 - i always thought i might be bad!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 56 - i always thought i might be bad

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: i always thought i might be bad

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

Sometimes I wake up and

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with Rambling Mind 51 - you have 56

discover slowly that one of my ears is hearing differently than usual...


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

discover slowly that one of my ears is hearing differently than usual. My own breathing is amplified, but sounds entering it from the air are turned away. Like when you get on a plane, or off, and there's too much (too little?) pressure in your ears. But no reason.

Is that what

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

an ear infection is like? I never got those when I was younger. Back  when I could go to the doctor, and they'd explain something like this. Yes, you have an ear infection. Fruit juice is forming crystals in you. Your appendix ruptured.

Today it happened in both ears.

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

And I could still hear, but just. So I went through the day and listened carefully, for when I didn't there was noise.

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and hear at regular intervals a rushing. Not quite regular. Every now and then it seems the tempo is a little faster, a little slower. But the changes are small.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Conversations happen

Today it happened in both ears.

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

around me and it takes too long to understand to jump in with an addition, unless it's directed towards me and they wait. But that is not so different. I float in words, and keep mine in me. I listen to the sound of my head.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 43 - the marrow of trees!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

That dress

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 36 - you have 43


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always