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Rise and Shine, Donuts are Here!

Dear Members and Constituents,
I’m a sucker for sunrises –and sunsets. That magical time when the sun’s rays must traverse through more of our atmosphere to get to us. Long shadows, strong contrasts and exotic colors. Everyday clouds of gray-on-blue turn gold, orange and fuchsia on radioactive green or navy. Imagination is set free to wander magical realms where everything seems possible. I suppose if our planet were to stop spinning around its own axis, that border between day and night would be the only place where life would be possible, somewhere between scorching daytime and frozen night. In such a world, the Goldie Locks zone inhabitants would probably consider their colorful environs ordinary, making treks into daytime to experience the majestic blue and gray skies. As it is, our centrifugal world takes us through day, dusk, night and dawn; all in the comfort of our cozy little existences. All we need to do is open our eyes and enjoy (and, yes, it might require you to go outside once in a while). The trick is timing. Colors fade fast, shifting to ordinary in no time flat. And if you miss it, no big deal, there’s always tomorrow.


I’m also a sucker for donuts –and bizmarks. That magical treat which tingles the taste buds and gently contracts your facial muscles into a smile. On days like today, all you need to do is walk down to my office and you too can enjoy this delicious treat. But hurry or you might miss it, then again, if you do there’s always next week. Of course, Karin Ratchinsky (donut girl) brought-in Winchell’s donuts, an unusual occurrence, so next week won’t be exactly the same (another parallel to sunrises).
Happy Friday!

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