Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Snow on the Swans

The sound of rain woke us this morning. Looking outside, wisps of monochromatic clouds float by in shades of gray and white. The misty rain shroud only allows short, quick glimpses of Cooney Creek, Holland Peak and Rumble Creek. I see snow down at least to Rumble Falls, real snow, serious snow, oh no!

Oh yes, the Missions have even more snow. Visions of an early winter at Mission Mountain School scares me, we are not any where near ready. The roof is leaking in the kitchen, we have no hay or firewood yet and I haven’t fixed the roof on the barn.

Now I am so very grateful for this summer, and how well we have been treated by Mother Nature. I pray for an extended Indian summer. But I feel fall in the air and see it in the golden colors of the sun-cured grasses in the fields. This time of year brings up feelings that swirl much like the mist and rain, visible, yet inchoate.

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Posted by John on 08/27 at 10:12 AM
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