It’s warm out tonight and the full moon is bright in the sky. Even though I only took a few minutes to enjoy it, those few minutes were a time when I could stop in my boots and reflect on life today. Regardless of good or bad happening to me at this time, it seemed small compared to life itself. At that moment. I could see the outline of the hills around me. The smoke from a nearby clearing fire hung in the valleys. Shading my eyes with my hands, I could see much detail in the ground, on my legs and of my boots by the light of the moon alone. I realized the silence around me wasn’t really silence when I slowed down to take notice. Some kind of bug was singing in the night but I was used to it. I did not need a jacket and never had a chill. And I enjoyed every moment, savoring it as if it might be the last for a long time to come. Summer is over and soon fall will demand the warm days to leave in favor of it’s own comfort. But for now I reflect on the symbolism of a last warm night under a full moon.
Sometimes my most interesting ideas come to me in the shower.
Last night, October 16, 2010, I believe was the first frost warning here. KnoxNews today reports that the fall colors are at their peak in the Smokies right now.