Eye Of The Beholder

 It's been grey for a week, the sun hidden behind persistent fog.  I remember the same last winter when it felt like the clouds were pressing me down. Growing up on the west coast it is easy to forget the grey, to see it as everyday.  Then yesterday I ran into Jan who said how she found the weather so beautiful.  It made me look with new eyes and reminded me "we don't see things as they are, we see them as we are" (Anais Nin).  Beauty abounds.


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