It started out like any other cool September morning, - but when I glanced out the kitchen window, I saw a cloud bank suddenly drop in and obscure parts of the distant hills. I found myself squinting at it - trying to understand where the land ended and the sky began.
A few minutes before, the view had been beautiful - as always, - but it was the expected view - what I see every morning with the expanse of mountain ridges to the west.
But the suddenly lowering clouds changed the scene instantly to a more enclosed, welcoming and comforting space. It was as if someone had draped a fleece blanket over my shoulders to ward off the chill of the early September morning air.
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