It is a gorgeous morning. Yes, it is overcast and gray and you can just feel that it is going to snow soon.
But it is also absolutely still, and just the right kind of crisp is in the air. It is quiet, and slow. No one seems to be in much of a hurry, not even the weird, non-hibernating, campus squirrels.
The sunrise was intensely beautiful. I have talked with three people in the office, one a professor and our department head, one a staffer, and one a custodian. Everyone mentioned the spectacular sunrise and asked, reverently, if I had seen it. It was one of those kind of sunrises.
I feel fortified. Strengthened by the knowledge that all of us have something in common: we all started our day grateful for the divine earth.
It is going to be a good day.