Goose Green

On windy, wet winter days like today, it's hard to remember that the weather was ever nice. So it's heartening to be reminded that, only two days previously, the sun was shining and bits of blue sky could be seen through the golden clouds. The starkness of bare trees, branching out like bronchioles into the crisp air, is so beautiful against the backlight of sundown. Even though these bright days are often colder than the dark ones, I still want to get out there and soak up the rays. Luckily, another day like this is just over the horizon.