Fooled by the mist

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Once Storm Diana had approached from the Azores, last week was often wet and windy. Yesterday was somewhat drier and this morning promises the rising sun's slow victory over the early mist. Through that mist I looked across the square: atop the roof of a house opposite I saw what appeared to be the silhouette of a cat. I was mistaken: the cat moved and eventually assumed the form of two large birds perched adjacently.