Friday, August 4, 2017

Living in the Light


On these cool August mornings, we open windows and doors
 to welcome the freshly rained-upon air.
The sun upstages the clouds and the leaves of the trees
 flicker and whisper in the light.

 
Did I tell you we live along Woodland Avenue?
 

5 comments:

Nib's End said...

My deck faces east and all of my shade succumbed to a storm five years ago. The recently planted birch is doing its best but is, alas, too young to do anything more than make promises. So I take my morning tea in the kitchen and dream of summer spaces such as yours. I would surely love to sit beneath your Woodland Ave. and sip a cup with you on this unexpectedly cool day.

tammy j said...

i love every word and magical light and shadowed image in this post!
you can't see me.
i'm sitting there in a comfy wicker chair soaking it all in like a thirsty little plant! xo♥

jmac said...

sigh.......I can almost smell the smells and feel the crisp air!
I so hope you are well, feeling good and soaking up the beauty there...

Dewena said...

A picture can be so powerful, just one picture. Proof of this is found in reading the comments above. We all feel everything this picture expresses. Well done, Becky.

Midlife Roadtripper said...

Can't open our windows, yet. Still 100's and high 90's. Doesn't cool off by morning. Woodland Avenue. Very nice street name.