…up above, what wind-walks! what
Of silk-sack clouds! Has wilder, willful-waiver
Meal-drift molded ever and melted across skies?
~ Gerard Manly Hopkins
Today I promised myself that someday I will go someplace where I can watch the sun rise without any trees or buildings to mar the view. And while I was thinking about that, this old favorite song came to mind from my teenage school days. I remember mornings when I would get up to go to school, the sun would be pouring into the kitchen while I ate my breakfast and the radio was playing the hits of the day such as this one…with real DJs on AM stations spinning them. This song and that mental picture are joined forever :)