glorious

The cold air has arrived... perhaps not for long, but for now. I have learned that you treasure these perfect weather days, and hard as it might be, not think about how many more will come your way before another heat wave settles in. Today was perfect. The cold, crisp air filled my lungs and sent a smile right up to my face- it makes me feel... alive. The air felt clean- renewing, refreshing... especially after a very warm Saturday! Driving along on my morning route, everything just looked... a little more. The rolling greens were darker, the blue sky brighter, and the red mulch-filled beds just cut a crisp streak through it all. The sun, rising behind me cast an gentle, golden glow on the morning... enough so that when I looked up at the palms swaying in the breeze, they almost looked... amber. All I could do was smile...

The morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow