Prophet

Seriously spooky weather here. Damp. Expecting a thunderstorm. Really hot and clammy yet grey. I met a man clad in orange and yellow hi viz walking up the drive. He was probably a telephone engineer but they way he said "Take care, my love" in a soft and kind voice reminded me of a prophet. And because it's misty, he disappeared.

The sky has a slight orange glow in the grey, an acid tinge to it. Dogs behaving oddly too.