Warm and lazy · in the Lounge I’m sittingat Curry Village · where we caught a mousein a paper bag, once, and put her outsidefor all of a minute · till she made her wayback to the hearth · by a handy mousehole.
Outside the room · rain is fallinglightly but steadily. Leaves are yellow,still up, mostly, but starting to fall.(Laurië lantar · lassi súrinen.)
Clouds and mist · mask the cliffs,now concealing, now revealing,in gaps and bridges · of broken greya gloriously wet · and gloom-rich day!