This Morning

Today the sun finally came out. It woke me this morning as its light crept across my floor and then slowly retreated back as the it passed over the window. It has shied away behind the rain clouds for most of the last three weeks. The greens now revealed are remarkable in there variations from plant to plant. Some dark almost black and others yellowish as light pierces through them.

Birds are singing happy songs now that their bellies full of worms that were stranded on the concrete sidewalk. Mushrooms have sprouted up all over on the lawn and around the base of an old cottonwood trees' trunk. The ditch water is sparkling as it slowly pushes through the hanging overgrowth all around it.

My dog is barking in her sleep at what I can only guess is a dream squirrel, her legs twitch as she chases him down. On the bird feeder an actual squirrel is foiled by modern technology in its attempt to steal some seed while the dog sleeps.

The sky is bluer then I have seen it in a long time, the air is cleansed. A butterfly flutters by and lands on a flower down below. My stomach starts to growl so I walk away. The view from my window was unbeatable this morning.