Something is glowing beyond the ridge ... And here's the second look, turning to the right about 90 degrees. Change your perspective, change your mood.
My daughter from out of town is staying with me these last few weeks. She brought a dog she adopted recently. Damn animal can't decide whether she thinks I'm a threat or a friend--snarling one second, nuzzling for a treat the next. You'd think after 3-4 weeks she'd have figured me out. Dog people are as crazy as human people aren't they? Humans are just more subtle.
OK, gotta go. See you tomorrow.