On a bus

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Perfect autumn skeletons as seen from a bus:

perfect

Later, the sky displayed a pastel spectrum  from horizon to zenith, and the tiny clouds had an incandescent scarlet lining.

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    • Thank you. I am always obscurely moved by moments of casual, unsought beauty on the way from mundane A to grimy B or frenetic C. And it’s surprising how many of those moments occur.

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