Glorious

This morning was glorious. There is no other word for it.

It was cold and crisp and everything was covered in frost. The clouds were low over the valley but I was up above them, seeing only clear blue skies and sunshine. It felt like a metaphor.

The light was breathtaking. I was supposed to be walking the dog but I just kept stopping to take pictures and say ‘wow’ and tell Riley how lucky we are to live where we do.

So many times this year I have tried to talk myself into gratitude. But on a morning like this one, you don’t have to try.

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