January has felt like a heavy fog with shades of grey and dust. The actual rain has been welcome and there were days that did not bear such weight, but it has been a time of shallow breathing and cautious steps.
This morning has felt like a few rays like fingers have peeked through.
The air still feels cold, heavy and still, and I wouldn't call these rays a sign of warmth or beauty or even necessarily hope, but it has let in some color.
It is a crack in the lid that was keeping the pressure in and the clarity out.
Be it small, it is significant
This morning has felt like a few rays like fingers have peeked through.
The air still feels cold, heavy and still, and I wouldn't call these rays a sign of warmth or beauty or even necessarily hope, but it has let in some color.
It is a crack in the lid that was keeping the pressure in and the clarity out.
Be it small, it is significant
Picture taken in 2010 in the Grand Tetons, WY on our Honeymoon ♥
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