On Tuesdays I leave the house at 7 to walk to work. Mondays and Fridays I leave later, and Wednesdays and Thursdays earlier. Tuesday is the morning that I see the most people out - partly because it's the time when the high school kids are waiting for the bus. But there are also dog walkers, joggers, and cyclists out that time of day.
As I approached the Metro station, about 7:20, the sun rose above the horizon. I couldn't see it, but I knew because the sky suddenly was streaked with red as the light reflected off several layers of scattered and wispy clouds. It was a glorious sight, but changed step by step. Within just a few seconds the color had faded away, a reminder to pay attention, and be open to the beauty that presents itself, even if just for a moment.
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