Hoarfrost Sunrise (Folded Greeting Cards) Original Oil Painting The sharp angle of the

The sharp angle of the late afternoon sunlight created a golden hue on the prairie at the edge of this oak savanna

We are often quick to jump to the conclusion that situations are either good or bad based on initial perceptions

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The scene reminded me of the following poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1897)

Hoarfrost Sunrise (Folded Greeting Cards) Original Oil Painting The sharp angle of theDescription: One winter morning earlier this year, I awoke, glanced out the window, and to my amazement a dense hoarfrost covering all surfaces. I hurried through my morning routine, jumped into my vehicle and took off for work; anticipating that on a morning like this it might take me a bit longer than usual to make the commute. The world had been entirely transformed. Everything was made beautiful from barbed wire fences, to rusty vehicles, to