Tuesday, October 5, 2010


...moon this morning.  Just a sliver of light at the edge of a huge circle in the eastern morning sky coming up over the Continental Divide.  Looked like someone had used a paper punch in the sky. Getting up at my ungodly hour each morning is both a curse and a blessing.  A curse in that there is only so much you can do in the dark. I can't run.  I can't ride my bike.  I do my Yoga and read and write and that is about it.  The blessing is that it is so very dark that I can stand on my deck and see every star in the universe.  No ambient light to distract my eyes.  There is little or no noise coming from the highway and I can actually hear the water running in the Blue River across the road.  I like to think of it as my "me" time. I can chose to relish the blessing or curse the dark.  I prefer the blessing.

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