Taking a cue from Fabiola, today the sky arranged itself beautifully with just the right touch of drama.
Sunrise, the clouds were barely lit. Storm clouds for someone north and west provided a mountain range of mist in the background.
Then, the long middle part of the day, with time for only a peek or two at the view.
A sliver of scenery from the slivers of day-time available for glancing away from tasks at hand.
Fabiola makes the best of the time available. A glance here and there she will make that do. Fabiola's favorite memories are often fragments. A few notes from a song, a slice of an image, the turn of a hand, skirt hem swishing from view around a corner, any of these can transport Fabiola to a place or time.
There was just time for fall trees in the setting sun, and then it was home and time for dinner.