Pictures so often fail to capture the true essence of a moment. Nowhere do I find this to be more true than when the sky is lit up with the fiery hues of a sunset. A couple of days ago JoAnna and I stepped outside to beautiful sunset. We snapped a couple of pictures, none of which adequately portray the colours that were present. The clouds were not a dusty rose, but a fiery orange.
What struck me was when I turned around less than a minute later and the clouds were simply grey again. Why do such wonderful moments fade so fast? It often seems that the best moments in life pass so quickly, while suffering drags on in a long and drawn-out crawl. I am not dwelling on these difficult times right now, but noting the quick passage of the exceptionally good ones. Good times must come to an end, making room for new things, often better things. Nevertheless, it's hard to watch good things run their course, sinking beyond the horizon in a final display of brilliance.
I'm thankful right now that I'm not in class. A cold snap has left our roads sheeted in ice. With such hazardous conditions, of course classes had to be canceled for the day. I love the cold weather and right now it's about 21 degrees outside. In fact, it's not going to get above freezing today! All of this means beautiful icy trees, turtlenecks and no bowling test.
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