For this perfect day, my only option was to swing wide the windows and steal little moments of nature's glory.
Projects, dirty dishes, dinner, Facebook, unanswered emails ... all waiting.
But I delayed ...
Dawdled on the front porch glancing at the green Maple that will soon be amber,
No longer denying that the Honey Locusts are proclaiming autumn.
Listened to the last cricket songs of the season,
Snapped mediocre photos with my phone, too enchanted to try to capture perfection with a better camera ...
And toasted a most excellent summer, and the last perfect day before winter.
