A Brilliant Day
 
O keen pellucid air! nothing can lurk
Or disavow itself on this bright day;
The small rain-plashes shine from far away,
The tiny emmet glitters at his work;
The bee looks blithe and gay, and as she plies
Her task, and moves and sidles round the cup
Of this spring flower, to drink its honey up,
Her glassy wings, like oars that dip and rise,
Gleam momently. Pure-bosom'd, clear of fog,
The long lake glistens, while the glorious beam
Bespangles the wet joints and floating leaves
Of water-plants, whose every point receives
His light; and jellies of the spawning frog,
Unmark'd before, like piles of jewels seem!

Charles Turner

 

It's almost sad how people don't look into the sky much anymore.  In Arizona, the skies are always blue and the sun always shining.  Perfect conditions for skin cancer don't you think?

Of course, if you didn't bring your shades, just click on the light switch.

 

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