Just Another Overcast Winter Morning Coffee Muses, But Cool.
North winds have brought a semblance of winter to my back porch. It’s cool for a change… a welcome change. The sun’s warmth is hiding above steel gray skies. Even the sound of the wind in the pines is cooler. The warmth of the coffee runs away from the mug, faster than I can drink it.
The neighborhood crows finally discovered the stale bread offering I left for them. They’re usually more observant in coming for dinner. The birds today are mostly quiet. Coming and going without much sound.
Far in the distance the rumble of steel on steel of train wheels fights with the sounds of the quickening winds. I think the winds are winning.
And my mug is both empty and cold…