On a rainy, misty September morning, it’s easy to look out a window and find only dreariness and bleakness beyond the glass. But I believe beauty and joy live in all things at all times, if you know where and how to look for them. This morning, I found them in the shimmering patterns of rain and wind on Messinger Lake, in the phantasmal mist creeping over the hilltops, and in the delicate plants swooning at the lake’s edge.
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