t was only several weeks ago, that the majority of us were fleeing the sun. Her rays were so intense, we had to sneak out to get fresh air before she awoke. Our working hours were spent seeking refuge from the power that emanated from her and remained stagnant in our homes. There seemed to be no escape of her presence.
And just like that, things changed.
She appears in our lives for less hours each day. Her beams are hidden among the clouds. The more she leaves, the more attracted we are to her. Her absence profoundly impacts our lives. Dynamics are turned. She’s become that unrequited love we seek. And she responds with going further into hiding. Knowing this, how can we long to stretch each moment in her atmosphere?
This is our mysterious annual dance with the sun.
And this is what I witnessed each day at the park now. People squirming to get every last bit of love from the sun, including me and Bella. With a drop in temperature, some rainy days, and an earlier sunset, the beauty of the sun has increased it’s value in our hearts.
It Only Takes A Smile 