It was Sunday evening and I felt as though I was beaten out of a weekend. I know all of you know understand...I had toplay catch-up on the home turf because the dust bunnies were winning...
I grabbed a few moments upon the deck tonight. Every once in a while, the sun emerged from the clouds and lit my front yard. I actually saw purple mountains in all their majesty for a couple of moments. Cool.
Then, as the sun fell beyond the horizon, the sky grew larger... and I witnessed this:
What I regret is that you, dear internet, could not smell the air laiden with the scent of wild roses nor hear the symphony of birds. After a few minutes, I was ok with the world once again...It is o.k. to bring on Monday now.
