welcoming july. she's taken a long time to get here, and yet wasn't yesterday just christmas? weren't we just fireworking in the new year? and now here we are, summer's fireworks just a couple of days away. i'm growing old - time flies past me and around me and all i feel is my hair, daily streaked with more white and gray, blowing in its wake.
i am up late each night, unable to sleep, and was there to say hello when july sashayed in under the stars and clouds, the shy moon stealing a glance for just a second. we'd looked for the moon earlier last evening, sitting on the back porch, slapping away mosquitoes, talking away the darkness, but the clouds kept it hidden until later, when i was back in the house. i caught a glimpse from the kitchen window, and then it was gone.
i expect more tonight. i expect its light to stream through my bedroom windows and give me an excuse for my wakefulness. i expect to barely notice the exchange of sunlight for moonlight. i expect the sound of cicadas and more mosquitoes and a bit of summer wind. i expect the cat to yowl and the dog to growl and when i finally fall to sleep, i expect my dreams to be sweet ones.
title courtesy of a friend of a friend. i wish i'd said it.