I Adore the Breeze – AND – Character 2021

I Appreciate THE BREEZE

Irrespective of whether it is a warm desert wind, a awesome autumn breeze, a cold winter season zephyr, or the brush of Spring’s breath – redolent with the scent of orange blossoms, fragrant honeysuckle, and new-mown grass.

I appreciate to see sunlight sparkle like shiny gems in movement, off the windblown leaves of trees.

Pleasure fills my coronary heart when our nation’s flag furls like waves upon a deep azure lake.

Below the sizzling summertime sunshine, my human body welcomes the errant breeze that lifts my hair and ruffles my clothing cooling me as it blows gently around my salt-sweated entire body.

Cold winds, like messengers on an errand, carry the bitter clarity of a harsh wintertime period, and nonetheless I embrace it. They startle the senses when they have the scent of crushed snow, the tangy aroma of leafy pine trees, and the beckoning scent of wooden smoke.

Autumn provides with it the perfume of fresh new cider, the spicy delight of pumpkin and sweet potato pies, ripened apples, and the smoky remembrance of slide that wafts from leaves afire in iron barrels.

No matter the season, there will constantly be the wind the Breeze that conveys a memory, a instant in time that holds a distinct importance, a overlooked put remembered, a cherished vignette – an historic chapter in the e-book of your existence.

We ought to be grateful for the Breezes that reward us this kind of cherished moments. How continue to our globe would be, how vacuous, ended up it not for the Breeze.

~*~ Kathy Pippig

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Mother nature 2021

The working day is sunlight-infused excellent, with the merged heat climes of summer time melding with the previous eddies of Spring-cooled zephyrs. Effervescent, cottony fluff undersides of clouds are flat and darker than the billowy white tops.

The sun sprinkles liquid silver on all the shiny surfaces babbling brooks, the slick leaves on trees and bushes, the chrome on cars parked alongside the streets and in a ton at the nearby park, over the brightly colored bikes of children pedaling along a riverside path, and on the gleaming fur of canines on a walk with their individuals.

A breeze wafts more than the green lawns and the graveled path that borders the tree shaded creek lifting Spring’s fallen blossoms in a slow moving dance. Swallows, blackbirds, and finch whisper their tales and their songs are carried on a swirling zephyr.

In the daylight and shade, each man or woman, young and outdated, experiences these magic times that Mother Mother nature has created for, and shared with them. These are the joys that mother nature provides us like a chapter in a e book that fills the story with inspiration, peace, and perhaps, begets a non secular awakening.

Character is one of the voices of The Creator. And whether the concept is gentle, as a summer breeze, or grand, as a fantastic sunlit working day – we are touched – as The Creator, by means of character, speaks to us.

~*~ Kathy Pippig

Supply by Kathy Pippig Harris