“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of.
You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.”
~ Albert Camus
red skies in morn’, sailors be warned
I love my house. I love my neighborhood. I hate that I can’t really see the sky. This morning, however, Mother Nature made sure I saw at least part of her handiwork. Nursing my press pot coffee, the room turned to deep red. I grabbed my camera and headed for the road; the only place I can get a good look. Just that fast the piercing red had faded, but I was far from disappointed. I might only see a little sliver of sky, but it’s the best sliver there is!
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