As I sit on my porch on this late summer afternoon, I can see the beautiful
clear blue sky, the puffy white clouds, the mountains in the distance are a hazy blue and the
valley stretched out here below is so green. I can see a master painter has been at work as
he dips his brush into his pallet, to make the sun shine on the mountains as it peeks through
the clouds.
Right here, right now it is so peaceful, in the trees the birds are preparing
for the evening as they visit with their neighbors. While sitting under my gooseberry bush a
little rabbit is munching away peacefully on a blade of grass. The bunny gives no notice of Emily and
Sara as they start halfheartedly barking at it. Everyone wants to settle down and enjoy this
peaceful afternoon. This peace isn't shared by most of the world, how sad. Right now driving
into town it would be a completely different world. As we drive into town, we drive over the
bridge. We notice the Rio Grande River has become a mere wading pool. All spring it has been
running full, now where did all that water go? Perhaps the farmers are drawing it off for
their fields. It has been such a dry year. But the last 2 weeks we have been favored with an afternoon
shower. But as I say, shower. What the farmers need is good downpour.
From the bridge we turn the corner, noisy, dusty, people in a hurry. Some
going home from work, some going shopping and some just going. This little part of the
world gets a lot of tourists. Some with over-sized motor homes, a lot of campers, people
with boats on trailers. Everyone going someplace to get away from work and they seem to
be taking a lot of work with them. I liked the old days. We took a tent, fishing
poles, firewood and walking shoes. When we came home tired and happy we had little unpacking to
do. As they say, "To each is own." Times change.
It has been a good day. Thank you, Lord. My granddaughter, Karie is coming
to fix my computer..What would I do without Karie. She is a master on the
computer. Then we will eat "supper" and enjoy Olympics...Such great young people. Good
Luck, American young people.
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