Sylvia's Journal

It is dark again when the alarm wakes me up at 4:30 AM, signaling 6 long months of getting up in the dark. It is also cold in the morning. I am not yet putting a coat on, but soon that will be the smart thing to do. When I drive home from work it is still hot.  The changes in temperature are getting bigger each day. I am watching the trees for signs of fall – not quite yet.

This is a good time of the year to live in the moment as the moment is full of goodies. Axel put a Pooh quote on our refrigerator to remind us. It goes something like this:

Pooh (to Piglet): “what day is it today?” Piglet: “it is today.” Pooh: “Today is my favorite day!”

This morning on my ride home I saw a falling star. The sky looked like a Disney picture, with Tinker Bell shooting across it, just a few hundred meters above the road. The star’s tail was thick and clear, pastel-colored. I have never seen one so close and so clearly. On impulse I made a wish for our grandson’s continued good health and good temper.

Tessa and Steve came over yesterday with the grand dogs. We fed the humans a great meal from the garden (potatoes, squash, zucchini and beans) and the dogs the whey from the yogurt cheese. Everyone was happy.