and the humidity, lowering the water in
the pool by two degrees... enough to make
it a little more slower sliding into the water
to begin my afternoon walk... and, while
the threat of dark clouds is on display
above my head, it never rains again and
my forty minute exercising is uninterrupted;
sitting on the porch, the rain fall gently,
no rain is blown through the screens as was
the case the other day when it rained... the
quiet rain is pleasing to the ears and in a
way is as mesmerizing as meditation to
those of us who are in a mood to relax...
the smell of fresh cut grass flows through
moisture, reminding us that the mowing
we did earlier was just in time... and,
while reflecting on the generosity of this
thought am unceremoniously remindcd
that the mowing was performed the day
before and as I mellow in the notion that
age has penetrated my mind in a most
undesireable way, I am thankful that I
can still remember my back surgery...
9 July 2022
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