Scenes From My Day

Well, from my evening, actually.

It rained today, from mid-morning ’till mid-afternoon, then cleared a bit. The temperature dropped and a chill fog rose from the corn-stubble fields.

I headed up country through banks of thick clouds and breaks of pale blue sky, expecting there to be fresh snow and some visual drama.

The back roads were empty, almost.

The wind picked up as I approached Florida Summit, and low clouds began racing past.

I reached the snow up on the flanks of Spruce Hill just as the sun bade a pink farewell to the Berkshire hills.

Thank You, Mother Earth. Thank You, Father Sky.