An overcast morning fallowing a rainy night. Not a lot of rain, but, rain none the less. At 9am it's almost 70 degrees outside... so it's shorts and a tshirt kind of day. The birds were singing when I went out. And I could hear a phoebe announcing itself. I…
It's a wonderfully mild morning on the back porch. A bit breezy, a little bit cool, with the promise of warmth later in the day. There's an overcast that bodes well for a colorful sunrise... The morning light goes through color shifts as the sun approaches the horizon from below.…
I thought this morning would be a good day to look back on the progression of fall color this year... That sequence runs from mid November to today. My one living, breathing red tree. It's only been the last ten years or so that the red oak has acquired it's…
It's loud out on this frosty morning. Temperatures in the upper thirties with no breeze... the roar from the bypass is the loudest I've heard in awhile. I've gone into holiday mode here the last couple of weeks. Spending time reading and contemplating where we've been. Not so much time…
Some would call this a perfectly fine morning... I would place myself among them... except, I'm not of a mind to dress for the upper thirties today. So once again I'll be spending this coffee muses on the inside looking out. It's clear... it's still... it's quite chilly on the…
It's really brite out on the late morning muse. The day can't decide whether to be overcast or clear. It's clear to the west, overcast to the east. Sometime overnight it rained, as puddles still stand out on the drive. Over at Redtree Times, Gary shared some Walt Whitman and…
I slept in per my normal weekend schedule. Now I've been mesmerized by a train trip in the Swiss Alps in winter on YouTube. Here's today's look outside... Now... bacon's on the stove and eggs are waiting... so... y'all stay safe, stay healthy, and Pray for our Nation and the…
It's another chilly morning outside. So I'm sitting on the inside looking out. The sky is mostly clear. The leaves on the trees are still. The temperature is just north of the 40 degree mark. The prognosticators are foretelling of a high in the 50's. The muse isn't musing this…
When I first stepped out on the back porch this morning it was chilly and blustery... the wind chill was pushing the thirties. The overcast was so deep that the sun was doing little to brighten the day. Even now, almost an hour later, it's a dark wintery looking day.…
'Tis a frosty morn out this day. An appropriate way to start the final month of 2020. My weather app says it is 30 degrees outside and I believe it. All of my temperature sensors are on porches about the house and they average 3 to 4 degrees warmer. This…
It's chilly outside... so I'm musing indoors. It's not the low temperature so much as the blustery north winds. Tomorrow is going to be even colder. It's hard getting the grandkids moving after a week out of school. It'll be even harder after the next break. For a change the…
The sun was shinning thru the clouds with a squinting brightness when I walked out... now the clouds have closed back in and the glare is gone. A blustery north wind is cooling the morning. A cardinal sings from the edge of the woods. Two days of rain have soaked…
It's ten degrees cooler than yesterday... not cool enough to call for long sleeves yet, maybe tomorrow. A steady lite rain is falling, and a steady north breeze is blowing. Besides the gentle patter of the falling rain, it the gossip of the chickens that is providing the background sound…
It's a bit on the warm side this morning. And a lite rain is falling. Evidently it's been falling for awhile. The trees are filled with dozens of small birds. The muted colors of fall are more evident in the rain. But I'm still waiting for the full blown color…
Thanksgiving Our fireplace mantle... Today is a day of giving thanks... A special day set aside to remind us of something we should be doing every day... but sadly, we really do need reminding. So, Thank You for stopping by. Thank You for sharing your life with me. Y'all stay…
It's exactly one month till Christmas Eve. And as we approach Thanksgiving, I can't help but wonder at the total lack of Christian ideals from around the country. I guess we've finally achieved separation of church and state. If only in the fact that professed Christians can divorce their beliefs…
As we work our way to Thanksgiving Day this week I'm going to spend some valuable musing time thinking about what I have to be thankful for. Number one on my thankful list is that, so far, no one in my immediate family has fallen victim to Covid-19. With the…
A pleasantly cool Sunday morning... with a Sunday morning quietude going on. Even the chickens around the corner are not their normally chatty selves. Maybe they feel the poultry dinner doldrums as we close in on Turkey Day. Somewhere way off a train whistle blows. Soon the quietness will be…
As you can see from the pictures, I slept in on another weekend morning. And, truth be told, I'm really not in a musey kind of mood. I don't want to think about a petulant President. I don't want to contemplate a country divided by our belief in the truthfulness…
Today the world has pulled the covers up over its head. Trying to get a little bit more sleep before being forced to face the craziness... Foggy mornings are different... almost surreal. Birds sound closer, trains sound far off, traffic noise seems to come from different directions than normal. Everything…
It's not quite as cool. The sky's not a vibrantly clear. Sunrise this morning is actually a bit more interesting with the addition of the clouds. Though it's a bit funny the way those dark clouds dissipate almost the minute they feel the sun. But, the clouds on the eastern…
Once more around the clock. Cool, 45 degrees... check. Bright, cloudless skies... check. My breath visible... check. Ahhhhhh... if only this was our normal I'd be extremely happy. There's a flock of midsized birds in the woods... I don't recognize their chatter. With the glare of the rising sun in…
It's cold and crisp this morning. The sounds of trains, traffic, and crows fill the pre-sunup day. Birds chirp and chatter. And every breath I take is visible in the air before me. I find myself at a loss for words today. Sitting, listening, thinking... not writing. It's just after…
It twas a very strange morning on the back porch. Warm and muggy when I walked out and thirty minutes later it was cool and blustery. It was probably the warmest time of the day with a temperature of 74 degrees. Now, I'm back inside and the temperature has ballen…
I lay in bed a while after the alarm... wasn't really asleep. I had actually been awake for a bit before the alarm... in that half world of fantasy and reality... thoughts running through my head. Once I decided to move I wandered about my morning routine... with the added…
The morning starts out warm and gray. An overall, overreaching, overwhelming gray to the world. Even the normally unheard cows in the neighbor's pasture are mooing mournfully. This transitional weather leaves a lot to be desired. Waiting for the change, anticipating the change even, frustrated by the slowness of the…
The sun rises onto a cooler morning on the back porch. Not a lot cooler, but here in Texas every little bit helps. Once again the prognosticators are foretelling of a high in the 80's. Once again we are forced to watch a petulant schoolyard bully bluster and lie about…
It's another hazy, overcast, almost cool fall morning. The second train of the morning is going through town. And a bird I like to call the squeaky gate bird is calling from the pine trees. It's probably just a secondary call of a blue jay, since I usually hear it…
To the east there's a bit of clear sky for the sun to rise into. But from there all the way to the western horizon a rising fog bank is blocking the sky. It's also causing a strange phenomenon... as the sun comes up it actually seems to be getting…
As you can see, yesterday's fog is back and lower. The world feels smaller, more closely held, layers of gray. The overnight lows are easing back up. It's warm enough to make the ceiling fans a a luxury I might not need but can enjoy. The birds are a bit…
