Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Good Morning
The light is different this morning. The sun has been behind clouds for the last few days and now peaks out from a different slant in the sky. Light spills in my window like spring; and the birds send their songs spilling in with this freshening light. I counted no fewer than seven different songs trilling in the pre-dawn outside my window this morning. The melodies blended then and I lost count.
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