Honestly, I froze. Where was my heart, who had my focus and intention? Where was my heart?
Today, the sky did not merely fade to the darkness of night. Not today.
A few miles south of this window, morning fog is resting on the ridge line. A different shade of gray, just slightly darker than the polished steel clouds that have draped themselves across these early hours. Behind me, the news plays from the television. Reports from the national scene at this hour. Negativity and the … Continue reading Enough
Reflecting in gratitude on officer appreciation day.
There are few things as beautiful as a winter sky here in Snow Camp. One of those is a winter sky when it's actually warm enough to enjoy it from any point in the yard.
But, there's more than convenience in communicating. The weight of this old phone is a reminder of how important and wonderful it is ~and always has been~ to hear the voice of someone we care about, someone we love.
...a few more leaves release their grip to leave the height of the branches for the rush of the wind. Gliding, swirling, rising, falling, beautifully in air currents invisible, but for what they carry, and today, they carry the copper leaves of November.
The coffee is fresh, the day is new. The china cup, probably closer to 100 than I realized.