One of the beautiful pieces of the Canadian prairies is the sky. It is high and wide. On a clear day it is scattered with fluffy white clouds on a soft blue background. In the winter it can be gray and low wrapping the land in a silent cool embrace before the snow falls. Today as I drove with newly seeded fields on either side of me, the clouds rolled in. Dark rain clouds with spiky lines of rain travelled both sides of the sky. I was driving in the center of them underneath blue. The sun broke open a space in the rain cloud to the west of me. A beam of light shot through right to me. At least, it felt like it was directed to me. I take it as a sign. It was a sign to remember that even in the darkness light shines. Light and dark need one another, but the Light always triumphs.
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