Wednesday had been a day to recognize changes were needed in the layout of my life. The advice being given fit like a glove.

I was out that night for a church meeting (Enrichment) and noticed on the way home that the "C" on our mountain, for UCR, was all lit up. I've lived here nearly 18 years and hadn't ever seen that. I took several shots from the neighborhood below.

C? Cool? Crunch? Collapse? Confusion? I was trying on lots of alliterative combinations but none seemed to indicate what I was feeling, until while walking this morning, that old cliche flashed into my mind.

Nothing is Constant, but Change.

Of course.