Up on our mountain property this afternoon, we sat in the silence and watched hawks soar below us. They rode the currents of the wind, a wing tip here, a dive there, playing with the day. I looked out over the piedmont, a vast ocean of green, watched the sun crown the mountains, the shadows blanket the valleys. This Earth of ours is a special world and on this day, I soared in my mind with the redtails consumed by the joy of being part of it all.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
It quit raining for a little while and feeling smart I went out to empty the horses water trough during the break in weather. I scrubbed it without getting myself wet and was very pleased that I'd avoided the water from that and the rain from above. Then, I set it upright and dropped the hose in. I stood back and crossed my arms, thinking this is going to be a good day. The hose agreed. It went on a wild snake dance celebrating the moment, and soaked me from head to foot before I could get it under control. Think I'll take a hot shower(since I'm already wet) and go back to bed, this being one of those kind of days.