The day has dawned, the skies have cleared, an Indian summer day appears. The deer is near and soon returning for a nibble, to rest and chew his cud under the Granny Smith tree. The ground squirrel barks at the neighbor's tiger cat prowling in the woodpile. A jaybird squawks to secure his young. Could a day get any better than this? Surrounded by God's earthy creatures busy with their lives...little souls interacting in the greatness of life...each playing his or her part.
Looking out my window, the persimmon tree ripens getting ready for the pudding that delights or the cookies to be crunched...yummy thoughts of happy days past...my mother's favorite...shared with friends...long gone now...but living in memory....
the past becomes the present and the future.
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