Night Owl

A sleepless night followed by a blipless Monday. The (night)owl for a rescue. It was awake with me. I wish it could catch mosquitoes.

The early morning Bruch looked just like the owl, dark and foggy. Or was it just my vision? How strange it feels to leave the house in the pitchdark in a summerdress with sandals when it's only 9°C. A bit chilly. If it was winter I would be wearing a heavy coat in temperatures like this. I hope it's a bit warmer tomorrow morning.

19:45; 28°C