It is a beautiful day! It’s a great day to be alive. The year is winding down and I do look forward to the time when my schedule is empty and there is silence. Silence meaning being void of human noise. I prefer the sound of the rain hitting the roof, the sound of the wind as it tickles the leaves of the trees, or the sound of the thunder as it rolls around the curves of the mountain side. I love the sound of crickets in the cool night air while the night sky holds gently the stars in place as if the cricket were serenading those same stars. Performance.
Time when I can pull out a book eaves-dropping into the lives of those living inside of the pages.
Yes, the sun shines again.