Ordinary Beauty

​It's a crisp 16 degrees today despite the brilliant sun.  And when I looked out the window this morning, the misery of yesterday's weather yielded to today's magic.  The branches of each tree in my yard were encased in ice, sparkling and specific. I rushed out to take a picture of an image so bright that it only appeared as a starburst on my phone's screen,  I stood, squinting into the sky, feeling the cold breeze ruffle my hair and the  pavement slick and dangerous beneath my rubber boots. By the time you're reading this, the vibrance of the  moment will gone, leaving behind the ordinary beauty of the day,  

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