Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Calm before the bugs
It is 9:30 at night and 69 degrees. I was just drinking orange tea on the back porch in the dark, listening to the spring peepers sing and the breeze blow in the naked trees. A pale hint of white floated where the pear trees are beginning to develop their blossoms. The clouds played hide-and-seek with the stars of the late winter sky, soon to be lost when they rise no more in the night sky and the constellation Orion is replaced with Scorpio.
I had just returned from a women’s spiritual gathering and needed more time to process the wonderful discussion and rituals I had experienced, so spent some time outside. Just being. It was a chance to remind myself of my connection to the trees, the clouds, the stars.
Why don’t I do this more often? Bugs. This unusually warm night for April brought me out before the bugs could wake up and feast on me. It was a lovely night to remember and cherish – while I can.
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at 9:57:00 PM