Like the moon and the stars and the sun...

One nice thing about this time of year in Omaha, Nebraska, is that the sun is rising right around the time I'm standing on the corner waiting for the bus. Dawn with a few clouds in the sky is probably the most beautiful sight within 500 miles. Well, okay - sometimes the sunset's just as nice.

I thought I had mentioned this before, but maybe not. Some mornings we have the moon bright and hopeful, the stars being mysterious and shy, and the sun rising through soft colors -- all at once, all visible at the same time. Nice.

Something like that almost justifies standing on a street corner on a gusty day with snow soaking your shoes and dangerous wind chills rattling your bones.

Coming soon: The Pastures of Heaven by John Steinbeck.