This year, new as it is, took a huge turn for the better today. No, it's not the baby. He's still checking his BlackBerry calendar for the best date to make his appearance. This wouldn't have been a bad day for him, actually, even if it did start out all gray and dismal like every other day for the last month.
About half an hour before the sun was due to go down, a miracle happened. The sun — that same sun drifting down toward the western horizon — made its own appearance through the clouds and gave us the first spectacular sunset of Twenty Eleven. It made all the dark thoughts from the dark clouds go away, just like that.
As you can imagine, I grabbed my camera, hoping the batteries were still charged after all the abuse it took on Christmas Day, and ran outside. Well, I did stop to put some shoes on first, since the driveway is still mostly mud. For once, I got there at the right time. I don't know if my photos will do justice to nature's glory, but I'm glad I got to see it in person, at least. It gives me hope for more days to come, days infused with reds and golds, and streaks of brilliant light penetrating through the dark winter afternoons.