Newscoma… over coffee with a splash of sunlight.

I realize that life is not a movie and I guess it’s how you look at it, where your heart is at that moment. I was sitting at Squirrel Farm this morning after an atrociously bad evening that spiraled out of control where I needed sanctuary and peace if only for a little while. And it was if all my fears were sitting on the patio with me as I sat in the early morning sun with my cup of coffee and a head too full to grab onto one thought.

I saw a cropduster rise over a field and a fox came out of a culvert which surprised me.  It was more colorful than yesterday, where much of my day was dimmed by the gray cloud I felt sitting over me. This morning, as each fear weighed like an anvil, the yellow of the plane and the fiery determination of the small fox scavenging for food less than 20 yards from me reminded me that some days have color and resonance and some days just do not.

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