It is a lovely morning here in Oregon. The sky is a clear pale blue, the sun has risen above the horizon and everything is lit with a soft yellow glow. The air is cool, still and the only sound is the traffic on the freeway and the jets overhead, since we are near the airport and in the flight path of most aircraft.
One the things I like about Oregon are the summer mornings which are cool unlike the Northeast area of our country where the night-time temperatures never seem to drop below uncomfortable and the heat and humidity begin to climb as soon as the sun starts its rise for the day. Here the night temperatures drop and as the sun rises and climbs through its meridian height, the temperature begins its slow and gradual increase in intensity, late in the afternoon.
The soft glow of the sun is relaxing and gives me a sense of warmth and well-being, not like later in the day when the harsh light of the noon day sun washes away the color and the heat drives you to a cooler place. Now I am at peace and feel the wonder of the breaking day.
From my dining room table I can not watch the sun rise above the mountains, but I as I drink my coffee I can see it highlight the trees, shrubs and glitter like diamonds off the dew on the grass. As the sun begins to traverse the sky I enjoy the designs as the light penetrates through the foliage of the trees. It is like a kaleidoscope changing with every blink of the eye.
I no longer need to get up and race to get ready for work, but to take the time and enjoy the wonders that open before me. Everyday is a new and changing scene, some days it is here with a cup of coffee and others it is from the lofty perch of my bicycle from which I can stop and enjoy the views, either way I am enjoying the peace this new life has brought to me. Don’t get me wrong, every morning is not going to be soft sunshine and cool morning air, it may be overcast, windy or it might even rain. It has taken months to get to this place and now it is here. Before long the season will change to autumn followed by winter and then into spring and new pictures will emerge.
I am looking forward to these changes and hope to embrace them with the same gusto that I have now found here in the summer morning light.