Friday, January 11, 2013


When you just have to get out of the house and into the sunshine.

When the brilliance of the day goes deep into your body.

When it is enough to walk, and breathe, and turn your face to the sky.

When the colors of the water and the grass and the graceful swan are so true, the distillation and definition of the words blue and green and white, that you know no matter how many pictures you take, none of them will match the pure and heart-shocking beauty of the glimpse you had of that perfection as you left the lakeside and turned for home, grateful for having the luck to be, and to be here, and for now, no matter what comes next.

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