The Hunter rules the night skies of winter

I awoke at 4:45 AM this morning.  My old friend had come calling once again.  With him calling to me, it would be very difficult to stay in bed in sleep.  For that reason, I got out of bed and walked to the family room where my good friend, my recliner chair, sat waiting patiently for my return.  Before I settled in with a heating pad for my aching lower back, I looked out the window.

The sky was clear.  Even at that early hour, the back drop was gray–not black.  And there, right over the barn, was Orion, the hunter rising into the sky.  Fortunately, it will be a while yet before we see him marching across the night sky.  Yet, the cool air coming through the slightly open windows speaks to summer quickly ending.

The angle of the sun as it comes creeping into my office in the morning indicates the approach of fall.  I see it also in the position of the setting sun on the western horizon.

I left the window and settled into my recliner.  The heating pad brought relief to my lower back.  A small quilt across my lap provided comfort for the rest of my body.  As I relaxed, I thought of all the good things and good people in my life.  A car drove by on the dirt road.  I smiled, sighed and then awoke with the sun shining brightly through the window behind me.

Another Good One From Sylvia’s Cousin

In case you are wondering, yes, Sylvia sings in the choir.  No, I do not have to go sit on the porch when she sings.