This is the kind of weather that ordinarily drives my family to distraction. They get all grumpy and intractable and petulant, because they don't understand what's driving their mood. If I mention that I think it might have something to do with a low pressure front, I'll be pooh poohed silent.
But today, the kids are sweet, if a little melancholy. I'm on my second day of chemo--on a Basket full of Dark day I'll introduce you to my newest friend, the "fannypack"--but at this precise moment I'm feeling pretty good.
And that sky alone was worth getting out of bed for. A basket full of light to start my day.
I'm going to make this a regular feature of my blog. Thanks for your basket of light, Maria. I hope you don't mind if I appropriate it for myself.