Twenty-Six Months
Turning a Corner


I woke up one morning last week and reached for my new remote control to raise the shades in my fourth-floor bedroom.  The window framed a red/orange sunrise, a sky on fire as far as I could see.  William Turner himself could not have painted a more beautiful landscape. It didn’t last long enough for me to get my camera, so you will have to take my word for it. Breath-taking.

Two hours later, I strolled the last couple of blocks home from my power walk.  I stopped at every flowering tree, at every house’s garden. A couple of Canadian geese were also looking.

It was a celebration of May, and I drank in every second of it.


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