Is it a little prosaic to be thankful for the sun? MAYBE ☀️ but I’m thankful for it anyway! I love the thin tired sunlight streaming through orange leaves in late fall; the dubious sunlight peeking through bare branches in midwinter; the hesitant sunlight poking through buds in early spring; the harsh and glaring and burning noonday sun pounding straight down on me in the middle of summer! I’ll take it any old way and I’ll soak it all up like a lizard on a rock.
Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, won’t you please shine down on me??? 🎶
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You have articulated these thoughts so beautifully!
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