Morning Interlude

It's 8 am, it is warm but a lovely breeze wafts over the table, fluttering the antique lace curtain. The horses graze outside and the pond is glimmering in sunlight that has barely topped the trees rimming it.

Vegetable hash simmers on the stove: celery, onions, mushrooms, tomatoes, and an egg, in moment will be a nourishing breakfast. Music selections: Keep on the Sunny Side/Aloha Oe', rockabilly folk tune with Hawaiian twist by Travis James Humphrey, and One Holy Night/Ode to Joy (Traditional Hymn with a Native American twist) sung by Red Nativity. The music provides a quiet background and accompaniment to the natural noises: pond splashing, heron, frog, breeze in trees.

It's a quiet start to a quiet day in the quiet life.

In...Out

The view outside



The view inside

Listening, watching, reading

I'm listening to my new Mahalia Jackson CD a friend got me for my birthday, and reading the Australian Courier matter of factly telling readers in a news report today that a global pandemic is inevitable and advises to stockpile food for at least 10 weeks. Hmmm, OK.

I have had this dread about bird flu ever since it came public. It has jumped to human transmission recently, and the number of little icons showing outbreaks on the Havaria Alert Service worldwide map has gone from zero on average to today: four.

A great blue heron has just flown in and landed in our little pond across the pasture. My table is in front of the huge windows affording a front row view of the pasture and pond. They sure are a large bird. Though if I have mis-identified the bird be sure and let me know!

Christmas is almost here. Be sure and remember the reason for the season, our Savior is born, and have a wonderful day.