<bgsound src="DawnMist.mid" loop=infinite> SKY STREAM COOLING ME ©By Russ







Turkey vultures ride the high thermals overhead, gliding in silent , effortless never ending circles. Shasta daisies stand 5 foot tall lined up like green army assigned to guard the front porch. Small white caps top them off...mere days away from bloom. A cold wind appears from nowhere and blows at roof top level , bending branches and the tops of the taller shrubs. An occasional bend in this serendipitous stream sends coolness flowing across the porch and me. A gray blue jay drops abruptly down onto the moss covered limb of an oak, glances once at me, bends himself in a half circle and proceeds nonchalantly to preen his tail feathers. Green and gray swallows perform acrobatic maneuvers in chase of rising flies and gnats. A loud, red and white, single engined plane does somewhat the same, but in chase of something more than food. A mother squirrel moves through the trees while carrying her young in her mouth. An orange yellow sherbet colored bird perches atop an adjacent fir. Bronze skinned children laugh and shout as they pass the cabin. Beach towels across slender shoulders, and hand held coolers tell me the river has called to them. The world passes close by my door today, but it is certain the world has not passed me by.
Russ







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