Thank you, God, for this fall day.
Warm sun
Cool breeze.
Mist rising like a mystery off the glass like water I see on my morning walk.
Dew, almost, but not quite frost, clinging to each blade of grass.
Catching and showing off the brilliance of the early morning sun.
The first trace of color in the leaves on the tree across the lake.
Tease me with just a hint of what will soon be.
I pause to take it all in.
At least as much of it as I can.
Holding my breath against the beauty.
Today I Just Sat
Today I just sat.
Taking time to look at the fall colors splashed across the mountain in front of me. This may have been my last chance this year to see the colors like this. Tomorrow the forecast is for rain. Then, in another few days, the colors will be faded to brown and the leaves will be gone leaving the trees to get ready for the winter snow.
It made me remember a time when I visited a friend in Colorado.
The backdrop to where he lived was the Rocky Mountains.
But as I watched it seemed like everyone there went about their business no longer allowing their breath to be taken away by the splendor of the mountains at their doorsteps. I decided then, just as I decided today, I do not want to be that person.
So today I just sat.
Long enough to allow the beauty to push its way past my impatience and into my life.
