Right Now...

It's the perfect Sunday morning. I just finished reading through my favorite bits of the Sunday paper. Coupon clippings are neatly stacked next to my grocery list. My handmade mug from Anne is resting in the sink after its bowl was drained of hot tea. I'm joined on the couch on our porch by Buddy who is in ultra-cuddle mode. The sun scatters across the leaves of the trees on our street. The yellow, red and green leaves shaking the sun off with each gust of wind. There's patches of blue sky reflected on our glass table. The clouds are sweeping through and leaving smudges of gray. Joseph Arthur is singing "If I find my own way, how much will I find."