Such Simple Things

I looked across the house and through the living room window. The clouds were starting to darken.

Dark gray underbellies, scudding across the sky. I thought that I had better go feed the animals before the rain came.

Hurry, hurry, hurry! Isn’t that the way? Never. Enough. Time.

On the way back from the barn I stopped. I made myself slow down. I breathed. I noticed the trees.

Such simple things, really.

Their leaves changing colors, popped against the darkening sky.

A smile curved the lips.

I felt kind of silly standing in the middle of the yard, before the rain came, just staring at trees.

Fiery beauty. God’s painting.

Autumn was coming.