It was simply too much to hope that one day of no drama (see yesterday's post) might soon be repeated. Yesterday and last evening, storms rolled over the mountain, bringing heavy rain and a dramatic sound and light show that rattled the windows and made the cats run under the bed. This morning, the sky was still thick with clouds. Whether you prefer to call the result a smoky mountain or a blue mountain, both were true this beautiful morning.
Any day this fine calls me to spend the day outside, searching out its mysteries. And there are always mysteries. And every day is this fine.
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2 comments:
That picture of the mountains is beautiful!
Chiccagolady,
Thanks! I love the way mountains look in the early morning. There's always something interesting and different, each morning.
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