Late night thoughts

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I think I am going to consider making the front porch my new blogging spot. It’s another beautiful night. The house was stifling hot, even with the fans turned on, so here I am. I think that one of my favorite things in the world is breezes. Cooling, cleansing, and calming, I can feel either totally refreshed or totally at peace by them. Tonight I feel at peace. All day I feel like I have had this inner struggle of wanting to break free. I know that it’s not my time yet.  I want to go somewhere where nobody knows my name, new beginnings, and fresh starts. I want to go to a place that I can call my own. Something that is mine, and I have the choice to open the door and let the world in, or to close it and shut it out.

Tonight if I had that option, to keep the door open or to shut it, I think I would have it open. I am not so lost in my thoughts that I can’t step out of them, and the company would be good. To share a glass of iced sun tea and to discuss life philosophies sounds like a very nice way to pass an evening. Not talking would be an option too. Sometimes it is just nice to sit in a companionable silence, where not every thought has to be shared, and yet having that sense that you are not alone in the world. It’s a rather lovely thought.

I can hear the tinkling of wind chimes. It feels like ages since I have heard that. I wonder what else I would hear if I closed my eyes and just listened. I can hear the sounds of the car going into the center of town; I can hear the wind chimes on the neighbor’s back porch. I can hear the wind rustling the leaves in the trees. I look up; there are no stars in the sky tonight. The clouds look like a faded pinkish purple against the blue of the sky. It’s almost like God decided to tie dye the sky. The clouds look like perfect pieces of swirly cotton as they move ever so slowly across the sky.

There it is again, that night breeze. It’s almost addicting. What I wouldn’t give right now for a tent and a sleeping bag. I would not go back in that house at all. I would stay out here all night. I would say up until that faded blue sky turned into a misty grey dawn. I would take a deep breath and inhale the sweet damp morning air, and know that truly each day is its own, and can only be what I make of it.

 

Front Porch Bloggin’

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Hello WordPress World!  I am coming to you today from my front porch. I stepped out to check the mail and holy wowza is it gorgeous out here. The sun is shining the birds are singing, and it gave me a need to feel warm concrete on my bare feet. So, here I am.  It’s finally starting to smell like spring. Flowers are blooming, the trees are getting green. I can smell the damp earth and the cool wind. My cat Gracie was even tempted to come out. Right now she is sniffing a bush like she has never seen it before. She is wandering a bit, and now is off to eat some grass that we will find later barfed up in some random part of the house.  Last time it was on Mom’s bed. I swear if that cat ever loses her lunch on my bed, she will never set foot in my room again. Don’t get me wrong I like animals. If they didn’t barf and poop and pee, I would consider owning one. But as that is not going to happen anytime soon, nor shall my pet ownership happen anytime soon.

I have the music going, something soft and soothing. I have to get into the mood to write this paper that is due tonight. I wish I could get into it, but no luck yet. Its on the Family Medical Leave Act. I mean its interesting to me. It’s hard translating that to paper. So I am hoping a little Michael Buble will help get me going. If not, I may have to bring out the big guns, Etta and Otis. I have to have music that will be soft, but leave me inspired. Songs I know the words to that way I am not distracted going “Wha’d they say again”?.  You know, just music to bop the old noggin to. Nothing that brings any particular memories, just something to keep me company. Right now its Michael Buble’s rendition of “Put your head on my shoulder”, one of my favorites by him. That is one of those songs that makes me want to lean my head back and let the breeze blow across my face and sigh. I am always a bit sad when that song comes to an end. It’s so lovely that I really just want it to go on for forever.

Ah and now we have Nat King Cole, Unforgettable. Now that my friends, is a classic. Simple, no frills, just sweet. Not too gushy sweet, just the right amount. I am mean who really would not want to be described as unforgettable? To know that no matter where you you will always be in the transom of someone’s thoughts?  Ok, well so maybe that would not be ideal in every situation. Still its a sweet old thought, isn’t it?

Hellooo Gorgeous – Mother Nature has finally come out of hiding.

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Today has been the most beautiful day. The sun is shining, the sky is the most brilliant blue, and the breeze it keeping it a cool 80 degrees. It is the most perfect spring day. I adore days like this. I have taken two walks today. The trees are blooming the most beautiful pink and white and fuschia. How can you not take a minute to stop and admire what has grown before you. Its moments like this I know God exists. I know that God always exists, but in those moments, I feel it.

When I am walking to class, and I can feel the breeze on my face, and smell the air perfumed by fresh earth and flowers, I am in my own heaven. To exist with such beauty is truly a blessing.