There could not be a more beautiful evening. I stepped out my back door, looked up to see a light blanket of lavender clouds behind the bark of the elm and dark shadows of delicate new growth emerging from its limbs. Farther to the west I became immersed watching the moon as it seemed to part the clouds in front of it, like a beautiful woman when she saunters through a room. I have no idea how long I just stood there, enjoying the breeze, the light scent of pear blossoms and new grass on the air. I remembered fianlly that I'd gone out to do some yoga poses to help calm my tired legs for the night. What scenery to enjoy, what peace and beauty.
I took a quick turn in the yard, dreaming of all the scents and sounds of the impending spring season. The soft hum of the hummingbirds buzzing in the sweet lilacs at midnight, the smell of dew as it drips off the limbs in the morning and the joy in the first harvest. Oh, what a night...
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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What a well written post. Makes me imagine I was there although i'm never patient enough to just enjoy it for a few minutes.
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