A Ceiling Fan And Cottontail Morning Coffee Muses
It’s a warmish start to the day. Mostly clear with just a few high wispy clouds. Of in the distance someone is mowing. Closer by the birds are supplying their normal chorus. I’m starting to see dragonflies patrolling the backyard and a spider has tried to web the weather station.
Our resident cottontail hopped across half of the yard before hiding under the cars or the shed for the day. Hmmm, we might have more than one… earlier I noted to myself how big and brown the cottontail was. Just now another one hopped to the remnant woods at the back of our place. It seemed smaller and grayer than the one I spotted earlier.
This feels like a perfect summer’s day… Starting out at 70 degrees, sunny, nice breeze, filled with birdsong. Too bad our actual summer days feel nothing like this.
There’s a fairly large moon ghosting in the sky. Pale and blueish as it sets towards the western horizon. A reminder of nights bright with moon glow… if only we had a cloudless night. Alt it takes to cover the night sky with clouds here abouts is a predictable astronomical event. Every time we hear of a meteor shower, a lunar eclipse, a comet in the sky the clouds roll in a shut down the view. As a kid, whenever we visited our grandparents, the thing I recall most is the summer evenings spent on the lawn listening to grandpa tell his tall tales as we watched the stars come out. We all sat in an assorted collection of mismatched lawn chairs hoping for a meteor sighting or, even better a satellite. We were far enough out in the country that there was no light pollution ( I don’t even think the term existed), and the sky was filled with stars. The milky way made a splash of light that stretched across the sky from horizon to horizon. Three generations of family enjoying time together…