The rising moon illuminates the final evening of this calendar year. The next calendar year will rise in a few hours. Like all years it will be a year of good, indifferent, and not good events. (My feeling is that it will be another year of a general, almost imperceptible slide.)
I will try to accept all that happens with grace and equanimity.
We are in the throes of a late summer/early fall heat wave, the likes of which I don’t remember experiencing during my ten years in Canada. The noontime outdoor temperature is 30C or 88F (the upper left large number in the image). The indoor temperature is 25C or 77F which is surprisingly tolerable with the drapes and windows are closed, ceiling fan running. I will likely fire up the a/c soon though – Faye has more than earned the right to be comfortable for a while before heading to work for Day . . . 30?
I’m not particularly complaining about this heat (though I thought I left late September heat waves in Texas!); my mewling complaint would accomplish nothing more than reminding me of my discomfort. My attitude is more a matter of wow, this is a remarkable event and one to accept, endure with as much grace as possible.
Swans are grace in action.
Coneflowers grace and bless our front yard.
We often see turkey vultures soar over our home. When viewed up close they are homely creatures. When seen like this, they are graceful, beautiful. Faye calls them her buddies.
Every day while I am at work, this sparrow (I think it’s a Song Sparrow) graces me with its lovely song.
Riding high, the waxing moon returns to the night sky.
Like the moon, I have returned. My spiritual, creative, energies were a bit drained. It was good to put the camera down, good to rest, refresh, recharge. It’s good to be back and share what I see. To return to sharing the grace and the bounty all around me.