Little means a lot

It's beginning to feel like fall, with the cool mornings and low-angle sun.

One of my friends loves this weather because he can open the windows and let the chilly air cool his skin as he cooks dinner.

I don't know why, but this statement stuck with me... and even made me smile.

For me, one of the benefits of shorter days is capturing more sunrises. This morning's gilded clouds, covered in orangey-purple velvet, brought peace to my mind.

Little things like these make reality beautiful and worth the suffering we experience here. Because, I think, on the other side of pain there is always harmony.

Waiting for your arrival.