Now at the new house, I have a different lighted view. Refreshing, beautiful. Before, at the old house the sunsets would whisper through the swaying branches of glorious old cottonwood trees, letting only a little light peek out. I would close my eyes and try to see past the leaves and limbs to what lay beyond them, but could never get the full wonderful picture.
Now looking straight through our front windows, I have the whole world to watch the fading star slink slowly to the night. Opening my eyes bright, I no longer have to wonder what's on the other side. It's right there, waiting for me.