River Road is exquisite. Early spring is somewhat ahead of the onslaught of chemicals that signal full-blown springtime, this is where we are right now, before the "Time Change." I'm not talking "The Change," or even any old Change. I am talking the ritual of messing with my days, the dog days, the scheduled everythings. "Spring Ahead," says some demented genius. We're Saving Time.
I'm on limited time here. Pray to Goddess the computer doesn't "time out" (what-ever.) and refuse to post my blog, or email. Ha! We are all on limited time, aren't we? No one gets out of this one. Set your clocks ahead of time. Plan on some discombobulation.
So, tonight, after a beautiful day spent writing with writers, listening to writers read, share, and generally fan the flames of passionate writing, I drove home along River Road, my usual route. Seriously, it's the only route to my drive way. The forecast is for rain later this evening, and the clouds moved into position, great piles of them. As I turned on to River Road, the sun burst under the clouds, alighting every blade of grass, every wire strung across acres of bottom land, every blue wing of jay, white and red of woodpecker, every bud of new Oak leaf. With this kiss of light before the storm, Each illuminated.
By the time I turned off the engine, the pale rays were coming across the valley on a horizontal plane. Even low grass caught shadows and light and extra doses of green.
My camera was under groceries, sweater, raincoat, under papers, under the looped story I wrote today. Dogs sat still, wondering what now do they have to do before their dinner bowls are filled? Maybe they are getting used to the fact of life, when she's rummaging around for the camera, it's gonna take a little more time before their door is opened and they are invited out of the car. They watch. It would've been a good photo, had there been more light in the cab.
This was a full day. Full of beauty. Full of words and wordplay. Of humor and tears, of inspiration and encouragement. A beautiful day of full. I am grateful for a day like this.
Blessings, Dear Ones.