Standing on the front porch
I watch the sun rise over the
distant mountains and first light
run across the empty fields.
Morning wind pushes scattered stalks and coffee steam
while bird songs emerge from the tree line.
High bulbous clouds assume many colors
as the sun reaches higher.
Leroy lays at my side sleeping
as we watch night become the day.
A quiet evening as the dust settles
and chaos is held at bay,
watching the sunset
with nature’s creatures.
These moments defining a life
provide peace and a bit of
knowledge grounding our place
to and within the world.
Leroy’s big sister Vinny recently turned 3. Trouble comes in pairs.
This little button recently turned 7.
I am continually humbled by the trust animals can have in people and the life changing experiences they provide.
Just a few more weeks and we can play in the snow again.
On our daily walk,
we follow the same worn trails,
make the same turns,
and pass the same trees.
That pond is empty,
covered with algae.
That one is home to
busy and noisy muskrats.
So many times we have
have come this way
that I follow the dogs
as they know where to go
which trail to take
which hill to climb.
Yet this is a new day
filled with nature
and there are infinite mysteries
in each leaf and grain of sand.
As I watch the April sunrise across
the turbulent waters I am reminded again
of my place beneath cedar and pine
while sitting on the rocks with two puppies.
A quick trip up north to get out of the house and play. I was also “gravelled” again by the small critters who like to hide seeds, corn, and other goodies in my boots.