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While what was going on down on the surface of the earth was going on, the sky was a play of light and shadow.

While what was going on down on the surface of the earth was going on, the sky was a play of light and shadow.

I was cranky at work today. I remembered to open to beauty. The scent of these lilies of the valley reminded me of my maternal grandmother and old-fashioned French perfume.
With trees reflecting back.

What a different message–signs on glass windows and those on boarded up windows. I was out of the house on Tuesday for garden supplies. How much things in the neighborhood seem to change when I’m going out only a couple times a month instead of a couple of times a day.
