I ran to the sunset, and she paused but briefly atop the woods for me to admire.
How grateful I was to see possibly the biggest sunset of my life, and right in my neighborhood, and also to be running again after my bike wreck.
I am recovered and I am resilient!
This isn't the actual sunset I saw, but it was darn close.
I came home from my run breathless, the cool air burning in my lungs, sweat turning into shivers. I made some dinner, lit a fire, turned on my Christmas tree lights, poured some tea, then poured out my heart!
I spent the rest of the evening working on some handmade gifts and wrapping them.
I always want to remember this day!
A little winter music magic for you:
Claude deBussy: Clair de Lune
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