The days are getting shorter. I beat the sun up these mornings. In the course of my walk, I watch as she stretches herself out, yawning pinkly into the clouds and then dresses herself in new day. It used to be that I would just be stumbling out of my house into the bright of new morning... the sun already up well ahead of me. Rising and Shining. And now... and now it feels like I'm watching a beautiful woman get dressed. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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