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Cloudscape, “Pardon, excuse us …”

Today I love peace and quiet, like this peaceful quiet Sunday morning I find myself in the middle of. I love the soft, and subtly threatening look of the sky as the cloudscape slides by overhead saying, “Pardon, excuse us please, watch it now, careful, there may be some rain … sorry.” I love how easy it is to just hang out outside on the deck this morning, like there’s no other place in the world as welcoming. I like how the deck is throwing shade at the sky, saying, “If you rain, all this loveliness will be ruined.” I love that the rest of my backyard world is more receptive to the idea of rain than my deck is. I love that I can go either way on the issue of rain, but am leaning towards welcoming it for the morning.

Today I love that I have a light load of tasks to complete and then, if the weather has cleared, I’m thinking of taking a little ride out on the bike. I have a few errands to run and some sights I’d like to see, so I may be take care of those, or I may just abandon it all and find some nice winding road to roll along on. Either way, it’s work first and that’s going to be pleasant enough, especially while looking forward to a bit of an escape. I love that things are really shaping up in my house and I hardly recognize the place anymore. I love that so many things I was hanging on to, that I’ve now gotten rid of, no longer burden me. I can’t imagine why I thought they were important.

Today I love that there will be music tonight at Harbour Nights again, that the band is local, which is always good, and that the leader of the band, Bobby Dean Blackburn, is the cousin of one of my own band members. We like to keep the music in the family in this town and all of us are family when it comes to music. I love that the Harbour Nights series has been going for years and is still so popular. It must be a hit, people certainly like it.

Today I love getting up and getting my coffee, sipping on it slowly and contemplating my approach to getting going with my day. I love making plans first thing in the morning, to take care of business So I can find the ends of the day waiting to be tied up like laces into a neat package. Coffee first, neat package last, beautiful day in between … let’s go.