Still, hanging out at the bus stop in the drizzle can make for one bad hair day.
So this morning, I tucked myself into the covered entrance of The Heart of Tibet store to take shelter from the rain while I waited for the bus.
For some reason I decided to look up. That simple act was one of the loveliest things I did all day, so I thought I'd share what I saw:
Like Narnia, without the snow
The Heart of Tibet in in the heart of Linden Hills
The color of prayer
May your morning start peacefully, too. . .