Although it was cold outside, the sun was beating down through the windows of my car.
For a moment, I looked at the sky and could imagine that it was summer.
You would not think there would be anything of beauty at the dump.
We had some garbage to get rid of and this trip was a necessary evil. I held my breath as we rounded the corner, preparing for the inevitable stench. We were greeted unexpectedly by two eagles perched high on poles. We parked and I watched as thousands of seagulls took flight with the sun as their backdrop, the eagles unmoved by the activity around them.
Ignoring for a moment the mounds of garbage behind me, I captured this skyscape with my phone.
We had just gotten in the door when I heard squealing from the kitchen.
“MOM!! Come see! There’s a rainbow in the house!”
And so there was.
As clear as anything, a pretty rainbow looked as though it had been painted up the wall and over the ceiling. We were captivated.
The sun was striking a CD we had left on the counter, creating this incredible phenomenon. It lasted only a few moments; we were lucky to have arrived at just the right time.
This summer has been short.
There have been days when it has felt more like fall, and days when the rain seemed it would never stop. But this afternoon, the sun is warming my shoulders in my backyard.
I want to take this feeling with me into fall, to warm me on crisp mornings. I want to take it with me into winter, a memory of summer on my back when the snow whitens the earth. I’d like to wrap this summer sun into a package to open when the days are short and the air is icy and its heat seems too far away.
So I soak in this late summer sun, and I make this moment count.
It helps to keep your eyes open.
Letting the dogs out in the morning, this is the image that greeted me. The sunlight streaming into the room created this brief shadow on the white-painted door.
The simple lace curtain was transformed into a work of art.
Had I been more distracted, or less awake (or slept in!), I might not have seen this dark image waiting to be captured.
But the moment was right, and so I did.
Some days, there are more awesome moments than others.
I thought about listing them all, but decided to pick just one: Being on the Harley with my husband. The heat of the sun on my back, the road below, the roar of the motor, the wind rushing by, my arms around him while he drove.
It was a perfect afternoon.