I wake up with excitement now knowing that soon my winter birds will be coming in and boisterous clouds will fill the sky just waiting to have their portraits painted.
Next week I'll shop for new bird feeders to replace the ones the raccoons destroyed in the spring. And soon the cool nights will lure me outside to star gaze. Happy almost fall!
Silently, one by one
in the infinite meadows of the heavens,
blossomed the lovely stars,
the forget-me-nots of the angels.