A Gift
That’s what the last few days in Indiana have been — a gift from God. Pristine blue skies, just a hint of crispness in the air in the mornings, but warming up beautifully by mid-day, cool evenings, no humidity. I know there are some places in the world where it’s like this all the time and I’m sure those people take it for granted. Since we’re not so weather-privileged here in Hoosier-land, we have to treasure days like this whenever we get the chance. Today — the last day of summer (or is it the first day of fall?) — I spent my lunch hour sitting on a bench by the canal just soaking up the sun. It’s amazing what a beautiful day can do for one’s spirits. I just wish I didn’t hear that little voice in the back of my head saying, “We’re going to pay for this in a few months!” If only I could bottle up the beauty of today and store it away for a cold, snowy day in February. Or maybe we should just pack up and move to California.
