Wedgwood Blue Skies For My Morning Coffee Muses
Not a single cloud obscured the crystal clarity of the Wedgwood Blue covering the celestial hemisphere above my head this morning. The perfect playground for red-tailed hawks being harassed by a crow just as big as they were.
It’s warm this morning on the porch, sun streaming down, little to no breeze… even the ceiling fans can’t move enough coolish air around to make a difference. There’s a silence that happens out here… The birds will be singing all around… then… nothing, totally quite for a minute… two minutes… you wait, holding your breath… And yes, there’s tweet… And another over there… then the whole symphony is back in full voice. And… you wonder why it stopped.
If this warm transition into spring continues, I’ll be counting the days until the sunrise transitions the house and I’m in shade of a morning. Normally February mornings warmed by the sun are exactly what the Dr. ordered… this year, not so much. Even though the temperature is still in the low sixties, this protected, sun warmed porch has crossed the seventies in the shade… and it’s pushing ninety in the sun… And the red-tails are still talking about that crow.