Good morning and happy Sunday! I hope the day has been a peaceful one for you so far. As I’m writing this, I’m watching the rain rushing from the sky down to the earth below. It’s fascinating how quickly it’s moving; drop by drop, it appears to be racing to its destination. I’m also watching people moving quickly to any form of shelter. I see someone huddled in the doorway of an apartment building. Is it theirs? I’m not sure, but I love that nobody is yelling at them to go elsewhere. We’ve all been caught in the rain after all. I see someone else running for the bus. Did they catch it? Ah, looks like they did. Shelter until the end of the line. I can also see the amber glow from windows of the homes surrounding mine. A more permanent sense of shelter, they’ll be there long enough to need the warm glimmer of a lamp. Maybe they’re reading, stopping for a moment to listen to the rain, appreciating that they’re safe and dry at home. Perhaps they’re looking out their window noticing the amber rectangle I’m framed within.