Addie's Observation

I am reminded of what a remarkable young lady my daughter Addie is at the strangest times.

"Hey, Mom? Have you ever noticed that the morning sky is so much prettier in the winter?"

I mean, this kid is fourteen. Her main focuses are friends, computer, acne cream, that band she's obsessed with, and brooding. She's a master of the brood.

But every once in awhile, she comes out of the teenage angst persona she's recently cultivated and makes an observation that just blows me away. How magical it is that this young lady can look at the world, take in the ugliness that exists, yet find almost unspeakable beauty in a winter sky?