February 27, 2021

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In the noiseless hush this morning, as far as the eye could see, clouds were the only things moving. Floating in just before sunrise, racing away from the magnetic pull of the setting full moon, flowing east where they seemed to organize and then pause, long enough to absorb every color a sunrise might possess, and reflect it perfectly in the calmness of the open pool at the head of the river.