The night temps are down into the 50s while the days are in the 70s. We have clear blue skies with sunshine going on during the day.
Twinkling stars have filled the sky at night, while the moon, which is now waning, has been such a small crescent that its light doesn’t diminish the shining stars.
With all due respect to December and the holiday season, I’d suggest that this is the most wonderful time of the year.
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I noticed the stars early this morning while I was taking the screens out of the windows.
Late yesterday afternoon I got a phone call from the man who cleans our gutters and washes our windows. He asked if he could come over today, the weather being so nice and all.
I said “sure.”
So very early this morning I removed all the screens from the windows, and gazed into the dark blue starry sky, appreciating its simple beauty.
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The man who does this is a delightful, talkative character who always leaves me laughing. The stories he tells, often about our neighbors, are, shall we say, insightful.
But after he’s finished blowing the air out of the underground sprinkler system, the rest of the winterization chores will be ours to do at our leisure.
Or not to do at all, I suppose.
And on that tentative note, I shall end this post. An old-school style blog post that offers no controversy or angst to the blogosphere, but tells its own quiet little story. Such as it is.