BEAUTY ALL AROUND ME....

The day after Christmas can be a downer to some, but seldom for me, and not on this day.
The sky all day was deep and blue, with summer-like islands of cloud.
In the bottomland below my home, the sun lit up the ripples in a fast and roguish creek.
Dusk would have been perfect, too, had my late dog Jack been here to walk with me.
After days of cold wind, the twilight air was cool but not cold, stiller than still, and lit by a rising moon.
Trees loomed umoving around and above me, like moonstruck giants.
I hated to return to the house.
R.A.T. (Rose About Town) would enjoy your own comments at randrmoore@gmail.com.