That Golden Orb

What is that golden orb, suspended in the heavens? I suppose it must be that mysterious body called the "Sun." We haven't seen so much of it since arriving. And it does wonders to the spirit to have it visible. Everything here is mossy and green, emergent from the week of snow. In KC, one would discover grit and grey when the snows recede. Here, things are readymade in shades of green. Although there are many trees with bare branches, the pine trees and evergreens more than make up for it, and the grass stretches out like a carpet across the fields. It is a wonderful change of pace.