It looks like it is going to beautiful morning; the sun is overcoming its shyness and rising out of the black and there is no wind. The country air has been laundered by the night and the occassional bird is moved to song.
But the birds have plenty of competition. The gas plant(s) is roaring. Drilling into our brains. Good morning Port Campbell (we would normally email a complaint to the EPA but considering this would be our 61st complaint for 2010-11 we've given up on doing that.)