Not Winter

Usually on Sundays I sit around a messy breakroom in a tiny airport in quiet Rochester, MN. This Sunday is no different.


Today however I feel rejuvenated. Maybe its the smell of rain or the sign of no snow that's causing my spirit to feel awake and anew. I love the sun shining through our windows and its heat penetrating through them. I love that my thermostat is set to off during the day as opposed to the hot air blowing through the floor vents. My surroundings are new again although they were the same this whole time underneath all that snow. But enough about that snow...

Thank God.