Watching Change
It was sunny when we left. It was sunny when we returned. In the hour between, my friend and I watched perpetual change unfold.
Tag: sun
Timing
Bands of sun rolled across the cloud-shaded lawn. The voices in my head (reason, experience, impulse, love, discipline, and desire) all said, “Go outside ...
Nagging
There is a point during these low-angled days of winter when the sun blinds me at my desk. I can shield my eyes if I sit uncomfortably to the left or raise my r...