One sweet moment of time
I can hear the cicada orchestra as I write. Ever present in the summer months. Associated with heat.
The breeze is blowing strong northerly. This means no waves to catch.
The kookaburras have been fed. They are taking food for two or three this springtime.
The music playing is from the Sufi best collection. We have a guest from Delhi giving us a cooking lesson. Traditional North Indian cuisine.
It is Sunday morning.
The walk along the oceanfront, the morning coffee. The sunrise witnessed.
The world might be hanging by a thread. Chaos reigns. Syria. Palestine. Lebanon. Georgia. Romania. The USA. Korea. To name just a few.
For this moment, in my life, I cherish this hour.
Photo Taken December 8th 2024, Article written December 8th 2024
