Yesterday we were graced by cooler temperatures as well as some much needed rain. It started early in the morning hours and continued until early afternoon. Before the rain, the ground had become quite dry and the pond was beginning to look a bit puny. Fuzz from the nearby cottonwood trees had collected across the pond surface giving it a choked look. The many frogs that call our pond home had also become quieter than in earlier times.
Yet as afternoon came the clouds thinned and on occasion the sun peeked out to shine across the sky. It was obvious that the drink was well needed. The pond was clear once more with subtle ripples flowing across from the gentle north breeze. The frogs even occasionally sang out in unison as if they were also giving their thanks. Flowers further across the yard than my watering hose can reach were standing upright, faces wide and colorful. It was a beautiful day.
As I began my day today, the front which had brought us the much needed moisture had also laid way for cooler mornings. I actually was able to sit on the back porch this morning and enjoy my morning coffee as Winston, Sunny, and Sweetie chased each other across the yard. I can tell the yard will need mowed in a day or two. Yet that is ok… It is worth it.
I have been quite busy the last few days. I have been completing items for the goodie boxes. I must say I have enjoyed it so much. As I have worked on the items I intend to give, I have reflected on the evolvement of myself over the last year. It is not just the writing in the blog which has had a part in this change. Many things have influenced it. Yet it has been nice to have a place to come and relax with friends and let go of the things that run through my mind at times.
I have for the most part tried to keep this a peaceful and positive place where the words spoken are nurturing and helpful. Of course like all of us there are times when I do have to step up on the soap box and speak my two cents. I have strong feelings and as I grow older I find myself wanting to speak them more. I am not sure if this is good or just the senility setting in. Either way, I think that as I begin the second year that there may be more posts that deal with some of these strong feelings.
I have often been an observer in life. Sitting back and watching and learning from the interactions that I have seen. I am not sure why I feel so inspired to stand up now and speak. Yet I think these days that there are many out there in the world who feels much as I feel. The world is not what it used to be. I know that is something that one always hears someone say as they begin to progress into age. I myself swore that it was one thing I would not say as I grew older. Yet here I am saying that exact thing. Although as I look out through the going ons of today it is hard not to wonder.
From the devastation in the gulf, to the many wars and discourse between countries, to the increase of sinister acts of violence, greed, and unlawfulness; this world it seems is becoming lost. I hope that it is only the worry of a woman who is growing in age and is dealing with the acceptance that things are changing quicker than she is able to keep up with. I hope that so much of the “technology” and “improvements” thrown at us each day truly is best for us. I hope that all we keep taking from this world is not more than we are all giving back to it.
Yet inside me there is this feeling… this cry…