We've been living the impossible in central Pennsylvania. Normally, the month of November is a harbinger of winter's pending starkness as both temperatures and leaves drop, but this year it's been gorgeous in every possible way.
In fact, I'm declaring today -- November 5, 2015 -- a perfect weather day.
I walk across campus between classes in suspended disbelief. It's painfully beautiful. It's unseasonably temperate. It's a gift. I want to swallow the day whole, lay down on the leaf-riddled grass, and absorb every ounce of pleasure. I want to store up the colors and warmth for the long months ahead.
Thank you, God, for this day. This perfect, perfect day.