Dog Days Respite
I have a friend who finds something awesome every day. Oh, really, I thought when I first heard this. I learned he wasn’t kidding, or living in unreality land. He was noticing what happens in front of us all the time. I’m on the alert for awesome phenomena, now. We’ve been living through the dog days lately, but I was awakened at 4 A..M. last night by rain beating on the roof and a cool, damp, earthy-smelling breeze blowing through the room that reminded me of the wet wind coming through an open tent flap when I was camping on the Appalachian Trail about fifty years ago.