Sailboat Races and Moonlight

I am on our "upper deck". It is not railed in yet, but I can sit here close to the wall and enjoy an amazing view. In front of me, the Lake lies under a late afternoon hazy sun. Sailboats circle together and prepare to drift slowly to the docks. Their racing has left circular paths in the water.

The marching band plays at the University down the street and I am reminded of high school football games from many years past. Electrum and his friend play army around the neighborhood. Their play guns click and their throats hoot and holler. Birds dart to and fro. Anonimo is barbecuing chicken and it smells amazing. Garnet has made a bowl of chopped vegetables seasoned with lime and salts....I cannot resist a spoonful every time I walk by.

Last night we went down to the Lake after dark. The moon was full and left a path of light right down the middle of the still water. Sailboats drifted out of the dark and into the moons beam, catching us by surprise. We ate ice cream cones: Mint Chocolate Chip and Caramel Caribou. The lights off the bridge twinkled.

What an amazing place we live in.....so beautiful. The snows and freezing temperatures will come soon, we know that, and so we treasure every moment of good weather that we have.

What if I knew for certain that snow and ice would be coming into all my relationships? That uncomfortable and hard times were just ahead? Would I treasure every moment of peace that we have now? What keeps me from treasuring moments? What or who has robbed my treasure?

Bind me - I still can sing -
Banish - my mandolin
Strikes true within -

Slay - my Soul shall rise
Chanting to Paradise -
Still thine.

Emily D.