Honestly. Despite craving a mad, torrential downpour of epic spring-thunderstorm proportions, I cannot deny the loveliness that's lurking in the Rockies. After all those years living in Philly, this sunshine is simply...well...glorious.
And so is the Night.
Night
Stars over snow,
And in the west a planet
Swinging below a star---
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,
It is not far---
It never will be far.
--Sara Teasdale
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