Summer Morning


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A moon-sliver floated above Dakota and I. The days are already getting shorter as darkness holds out against morning. The day dawned still and cool. A few choppy clouds floated in the sky, glowing peach against the blue.

Rex, behemoth cat, loves summer as much as I do. Lately, he’s been heading outside when I exercise Dakota. He sits on the front steps, black cat hidden in the shadows, meowing for some attention. My hand glides over his sleek fur. He arches his back into it. Then I move back to tossing the ball up and down the yard. As the sun rises and warms the earth, Rex stays outside. He camps out by a large fern and meditates and/or plots. He lolls on the ground. He soaks up the rays, a furry sun worshiper.

Carefree and cozy
Stretched out and shiny
Golden eyes blink pinpoint pupils
High on summer

Sorry. Poetry break. Next time I’ll warn you.

Summer won’t last much longer. Soon enough the rains will return and we’ll wonder if the sun has drowned. But this is the day the Lord has made; I will rejoice and be glad in it. Rex reminds me to make the most of today, and to be grateful.

Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me
    all the days of my life,
and I will live in the house of the Lord
    forever. – Psalm 23:6