Suspended Disbelief

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.