When I got up this morning the full moon was setting over the trees to the west. In the early morning dawn, in the gray sky, behind the bare branches, it glows. And I think it is such a contrast to the many mornings I got up in Palm Desert to the beautiful blue, orange and pink skies and palm trees and mountains. It is much harder for me to find beauty here right now. So for now I will be mindful that seasons change and the cycle turns and I will find a rhythm again.