Steady and Clear
I lay there a while, thinking it was still dark enough to sleep and that would also be a good way to start a Tuesday, also, perhaps better than jumping out of bed. But the morning won out. There was an insistence to it: Come on, get up. What are you waiting for?
Once downstairs, the morning fulfilled its promise, putting out a steady clear light from the east, which I stationed myself to watch by sitting in the big blue chair. It's been a light fest ever since, a treat we can continue to enjoy as days lengthen and expand.
A long winter, an even longer year. The light is welcome.
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