A quick rain passed through our town just before sunrise. As the light quickened the rain withdrew, leaving behind a brightening blue sky and a glistening to the fallen leaves, grasses, and roadways. It was exquisite.
We see a different dawn this time of year. It comes earlier than last week, of course, because of the time change. But the event itself seems different, a bit mellower, a tad more mysterious. The angle of the light lessens I suppose.
We should enjoy sensing these little variations. They make each day different from the past. They remind us that our journey moves ever forward, never back.
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