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	<title>MetaVacances &#187; Weather Wise</title>
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		<title>Divine Light</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2006 15:32:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslee</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Walking up the chemin de service, or tractor trail early this morning, I glance back over my left shoulder and grind to a halt in awe. The barn is completely engulfed in a divine spotlight, the shimmering early morning sun framing it perfectly. &#8220;This is just too much Slaine. Come on, I have to go [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Walking up the chemin de service, or tractor trail early this morning, I glance back over my left shoulder and grind to a halt in awe. The barn is completely engulfed in a divine spotlight, the shimmering early morning sun framing it perfectly.</p>
<p>&#8220;This is just too much Slaine. Come on, I have to go back and get the camera&#8221; But she wants nothing to do with my serendipity and digs in her heels as only an Irish can.  &#8220;Vite, Vite, Slaine, please!&#8221; But NO GO!</p>
<p>After some serious bribery in the form of promised cookies, we turn around and I go back and grab the camera. By the time this mini drama has ended, a good 7-10 minutes have elapsed. And when I reach what I thought was again the pinnacle of divinity, I can&#8217;t find the exact spot. And of course, the illusive magical light has shifted.</p>
<p>At first I am frustrated. Then I realize, no matter. I saw it. I felt it. I was in the moment and present for the gift,  glorious and fleeting, but so memorable.</p>
<p>(originally written 3 April, 2006)</p>
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