Sunday morning

The day arrives with clouds and sun combined. According to reports one should have woke up to rain, alas they would be wrong one more time. A common occurrence in my neck of the woods. The rain clouds are they’re taunting us all; even the birds seem to look up often.

Like so much of life it is not controlled. It will be what is chooses to be. Let fall and the rain arrive soon.

I watched the raccoons in the early light. They seem to be out for a leisurely stroll. They noticed me on the porch, but ignored my presence and went along the path without interruption. They knocked off a large zucchini in the garden, made me smile. They have already decimated the peas so why not the rest. The pair took their goods and strolled off to the back heading for the creek. Morning meal I guess.

Solitude, it surrounds me. My choice to be here. It was the right choice in the moment. New choices have to be made soon. The sun is breaking through, surprising not.

Seek out something today. Create some of your view.

Peace.