This morning I woke up a few minutes before 6am. I opened my eyes only to behold an unusual sight. A storm was just passing by, and the conditions were just right to tint my entire world sepia. It was like I was living in one of those old-style photographs. The sky was bright and slightly tinted. The leaves on the trees outside weren't their usual verdant peridots and emeralds, but rusty garnets and carnelians. Even the air in my room seemed to possess that feeling one gets while viewing that huge harvest moon on the horizon early in an autumn night. I can't even begin to do justice to the beauty I beheld.