We don’t have the beautiful warm weather that kept us spring-hopeful of the previous few days, but this morning is still quite nice with a temperature of 42 degrees.

Last evening, I agreed to meet a former student, now performing in New York City, for dinner down at Austin Landing since he was driving up from his parents’ home in Cincinnati. Before me was a most incredible and spectacular lightning storm. Fortunately, the rain held off until I was inside the restaurant; however, Cameron and I were feeling a bit leery at our window table with the lightning striking low.

Every morning, I finish my cereal and allow Erma to have the remaining milk. Col. Deeds finishes cleaning the bowl once Erma’s work is completed. He sits obediently, even proudly knowing he has a task at hand.

I have several things I wish to accomplish this morning.

Make it a great day!

“I Saw Two Clouds At Morning”

By John Gardiner Brainard

I saw two clouds at morning,
Tinged by the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on,
And mingled into one;
I thought that morning cloud was blest,
It moved so sweetly to the west.

I saw two summer currents
Flow smoothly to their meeting,
And join their course, with silent force,
In peace each other greeting;
Calm was their course through banks of green,
While dimpling eddies played between.

Such be your gentle motion,
Till life’s last pulse shall beat;
Like summer’s beam, and summer’s stream,
Float on, in joy, to meet
A calmer sea, where storms shall cease,
A purer sky, where all is peace.