We are in mid-October. The weather is one degree off an all-time high for this date in our part of the world. There is still some brilliant red and orange foliage in our vicinity. Golden leaves are drifting from our black walnut trees to the ground, but the air is warm enough for a lunch outside and a pleasant walk. The last morning glory has vanished, but there’s a stubborn rose to make us smile.
The squirrels are in a joyous frenzy. The dogs are caught up in that too. Someday, they’ll learn to climb trees too. They are convinced of it. In the meantime, they are enjoying a walk through crunchy leaves in the neighborhood.
Our summer clothing has all been backed away, but this afternoon, there’s no hint of cold winds, naked trees to come, or snow. It’s a wonderful gift and one of those surprising moments that makes me realize how lucky I am to be a writer working in my own home. In the days before I was able to work at home bumping off the unwary for fun and occasional profit, I had quite interesting jobs in libraries, government departments and associations. I was always glad to go to work, except on these rare golden days in the fall. It was the only time I ached to be free to simply mouse around outside, free of schedules, meetings and indoor traps.
|Spotted on our walk - too neat to be ours!|
Now I have deadlines, commitments, much to keep me busy, but on this golden day, I can take some ‘required reading’ for the book I’m working on and peruse it outside. A stroll around the block with three little dogs will be just the ticket to free up my mind to get over a sticky plot situation.
Today is the best sort of day to be a writer. I’ve been feeling flashes of happiness. And if I have to work at nine o’clock tonight, well, that will be a small price to pay. We know we'll be raking leaves again this week, but for today, it's time to relax.
What about you? What kind of day brings you happiness? Are there some when you simply have to step outside to experience what the world has to offer? Let’s hear it!