It is a strange but not unusual phenomenon that once in a while we are surprised and filled with wonder at something we look at countless times but don’t really see. This happened to me a few weeks ago on my way to work early one morning.

The sun was shining on the hills on the north side of the valley and rendered them lovely despite the fact their trees were bereft of leaves in midwinter. Of course, signs of anthracite mining’s past and present were evident despite more recent re-vegetation practices and nature’s own reclamation of long-scarred land.

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