It's finally light before I leave for work. If I leave about 5 minutes late, something that only works on a Sunday when the traffic is thin, the edge of the sun peeks over the tops of the trees as I am pulling out of the alley down by the park. It's not high enough to actually shine on the ground, but it is high enough to lend a soft golden glow to the world. This morning was clear and frosty. Golden glow, frosty grass... I had to stop, even though it made my 'leaving 5 minutes late' into 'crap, I'd better step on it if I'm going to get coffee and still clock in by 0700'.
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