“The sunball was out of sight, and long shadows lay like deep black furrows in the hollow as they footed the last half-mile of the trail and came in sight of home.“
—Justus – “Bluebird”
I’ve never heard anyone call the sun a sun ball, but that big ole ball up in the sky sure has been shining hotly in Brasstown this week.
I like the quote from Justus. I always feel overwhelmed with gratitude when home comes in sight, makes no difference if I’m walking up the hill from Granny’s or if I’m driving up the hill after being gone a trip. Home always makes me feel lighter and brighter.