I went to bed tonight, much like normal. But the moon was staring in at me through the window, bright and full, calling me outside. My beautiful porch, my cozy deck chair, feet up, a slight chill in the air, looking up at the clear, navy blue sky. The stars were bright and extremely visible, inspite of the street lights. And even with the cars zooming past on the highway, there was a remarkable stillness about everything. Off in the distance an owl hooted. Whisps of a solitary cloud. Three trees across the street that form one perfect canopy, even bare as they are.
I sat and thanked God for the beauty he had made around me, even though I sometimes forget to look.