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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