It is a perfect night.
Work was uneventful. The dog stayed within the fence. He and I have walked.
In the moments before I head off to sleep, I am sitting on the deck. The moon is nearly full. The clouds the pass by are backlit with it's yellow glow The breeze is still warm and carries the feel of an impending storm. My hair gets alternately blown into my face, and then brushed out of my eyes. Behind me is the sound of the spring peepers, and the smell of freshly mowed grass surrounds me.
So before I call it a night, I am taking a moment to enjoy what He has so greatly blessed me with.
Sights.
Sounds.
Peace.
Contentment.
Joy.
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