Stasia's Place Of Grace

Tuesday, August 06, 2002

 

Blue Skies

"Blue skies smilin' at me
Nothin' but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singin' a song
Nothin' but bluebirds all day long."

~ Words and music by Irving Berlin

Today I'm grateful for the bluest of blue skies! The temperature was about 68 degrees, with 44% humidity, and some fresh, northeast winds blew the puffy clouds about. Perfection! What a glorious, energy-giving day!

There's a hint of fall in the air, as the apples are beginning to ripen in the orchard. Some leaves on the Hawthorn tree are starting to change color and even fall to the ground, crisping as I step on them.

These are no longer the humid, lazy days of summer. The sun slants from the south, casting long shadows on the seeding grasses in the field. The wind now feels cool, raising goosebumps on my arms and making me long for a flannel shirt. The birds and animals and insects notice the change - the fullness of the harvest about to arrive, the warning to prepare for the coolness that's coming - and they hurry about with renewed vigor.

Shops are full of school supplies, and warm cider with cinnamon is starting to sound really good!

Today I bring you blue skies as seen from my cedar-shaded deck, on which tonight I'll make a litttle fire in the firepit and sip some warm cider. I'll take a last, long look at the fireflies flitting, as I'm serenaded by those last few katydids who have not yet found their true love...

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