The wise ones

There’s something about the morning light.
That gentle breeze.
The sun so bright.
Some take the time to savor all.
They know that soon it will be fall.

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Dog days of summer

My little handsome man Rex and I have our sacred summer Sunday rituals.

Each week we visit the local farmer’s market and then continue the walk down to the lake loaded with our red peppers and sweet potatoes.

Once there here we might watch the sailboats for a while or take part in a church service along the shoreline.

Every week the denomination changes.

But Rex likes them all, though I think he prefers those peaceful programs with plenty of music.

I swear I see him break into a smile each time he hears ‘Amazing Grace’.

And I always see that same smile when I buy Rex our mint chocolate chip kids crunch cone afterwards, though today he went straight for the ice cream that was supposed to be for me!!

But as there was talk about forgiveness in the sermon I, of course, instantly forgave him.

After all, I’m no little saint either.