I walked outside
reveling in the crispness of the early morning temps. I glanced up and saw this glorious star
filled sky that brought a smile to my face.
How many people look up I silently wondered.
In the evening,
the awesome beauty of the blues, pinks and oranges of the setting sun catches
my breath from time to time. I would not
have noticed without keeping my eyes on the horizon.
Listening before
daybreak to the chirping of the birds as they begin to forage for their daily
meals. Human nature (if feasible) rakes
in their own harvest; fearful of not having enough. Wasteful of much of that.
As I run on the
paths designed for enjoyment I listen to the water in the streams beside
it. Occasionally I will stop and see
fish or small critters scampering to avoid being the next dinner on the food
chain. Circle of life never ends.
Hiking on
mountains small enough to be challenging but big enough to get lost in. Relishing all the sites found on the trek;
silently wondering does anyone stop and smell the flowers anymore?
Cold river water
seems still until a kayak breaks the surface.
Joyfully paddling away the endless miles of scenery well aware of the
turtles as they sun themselves on logs poking above the water line; diving in
to escape the uncertainty of the noises coming from the boats. In the same way we are startled by a quick
movement on the banks only to spy a water rat escaping our vision and perhaps
other creatures as well. The trees,
touching the endless blue sky with white billowy clouds marking spaces for a
moment.
I would be amiss
without the mention of the grass as it grows silently only to be mowed down to
a desirable height, which is repeated over and over as the warmth of summer
begins to fade. All the while bringing
food to the rabbits that live in the cover somewhere on the property. Unknown to us as we aren’t quick enough to
follow as they jump down the rabbit hole (or do they really exist?).
Watching the
sunrise on a warm summer morning, coffee in hand….pondering the events that
will unfold as that day progresses. What
a life. All that I’ve mentioned give
life to something even if it is just fresh air that we breathe.
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