Sunday, August 26, 2012
I had some things on my mind one recent evening and found myself wide awake at about 1AM. Rather than toss and turn and possibly wake my husband Larry, I decided to get up and sit in the rocking chair in our sun porch. With the windows flung open, I was able to feel the gentle night breeze, watch the moths dance around the dusk-to-dawn light and hear the glorious night sounds. The crickets were chirping like crazy. Soon, the cares I had been carrying so heavily into the night were replaced with a feeling of relaxation that led to a smile. During our prolonged heat spell, when even the midnight temperatures were above the norm, I missed the summer night sounds that I would otherwise enjoy. I'm so grateful to have had that experience recently, rocking in the rocking chair on the sun porch, soaking up all that was beautiful that summer night.