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Skywatch Friday: Nothing Like a Friday Morning
Each day is a new wonder, inevitably. On this day, my daughter woke me up to make sure I joined her, her friend, and the pups for the sunrise. We jumped into our clothes and onto our bicycles with the dogs in the baskets so that we could get there on time. We made it, and we found ourselves among many others doing the same thing. Among those others were a few dozen young Marines running like a silent wind to the pier and back. Even Maeve stepped aside to let them go silently by. What day isn't a beauty-filled miracle?