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| OUR ELLERSLIE |
Gazing out upon the land today
I saw an ever changing work of art . . .
A band of fuchsia and orange hovered right above the hills
just before the sun rose.
Beneath the hills were misty, low-lying clouds
that blanketed the valley below.
Later on in the morning brilliant sunbeams burst forth from behind the clouds.
Then the clouds became laden with water
and poured forth upon the dry ground.
And with it came the wonderful smell that only rain can bring.
It brought back memories of my childhood
when I would play in the water gushing from a downspout
at my my sweet Aunt B's house.
There was nothing more fun than watching sticks, flowers, and small toys
float away in the rushing water.
The best part was stomping through the water until I was completely wet!
Life is such a gift of moments
that turn into memories for us to store up in our hearts
and enjoy throughout our lives.
As I stood on our porch and listened
to the falling rain,
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
And once again, I was there, playing in the rain;
not a care in the world and a heart full of joy.
So many years had passed and yet the smell of the rain
transported me back
and I smiled.
Is a rain shower a vintage treasure?
I say it is, for something treasured from days long past,
and remembered today as if it was then,
must be a treasure . . . wouldn't you agree?
Whatever might be going on around you today,
may something about it stir within you a memory that blessed your heart,
as you once again treasure its happening . . .
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