This is a very late sky watch picture. Taken along the highway while trying not to have an accident. This is my sky. It's getting so cold, I thought I'd see grey skies, but nope. It's as blue as ever. I'm listening to Tess D'Uberville by Thomas Hardy. I'm usually not into old, moldering book, but the reader is pleasant. The book opens with an old man named John meeting a vicar who always calls him Sir John. This old man was never a knight. This evening, he finally asked the vicar why the 'sir'.