The Dark Ages

As I was making breakfast this morning my eyes were drawn to an eerie, Close Encounters, beam-me-up kind of light illuminating my back yard. Good Lord! Was that sunshine? It has been so long since I’ve seen morning light I forgot what it looked like. The reacquaintance was fleeting–by the time I was placing the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher the hill to the east of my village had swallowed the sun. Until tomorrow, maybe, or next month..whenever.

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