Time for Everything

I use my cell phone as my alarm clock, as it tends to be a bit more reliable than my regular alarm (in other words, I don't have to worry about the power going out in the middle of the night, turning off the alarm, and making me late for work - or, at least, later than usual!) Generally, when the alarm goes off, I push the button on the side of the phone, allowing me to snooze for 10 more minutes.

I tried to do that today, but accidentally hit the phone, sending it flying through the air, then crashing to the ground. It landed on the floor in two pieces (well, three actually: the main phone, the back of the phone, and the battery). I had to turn on the light to find all three pieces, put them together, and turn the phone back on. By this time I was wide awake. Not a bad thing, as I finally was able to wake up on time.

Now, somewhere between when I put that last piece of the phone together and when I got into my car for work, I large quantity of time just slipped away from me and I ended up getting to work a little late...again. How does this happen? I have every intention of getting myself up and out the door in a timely manner, but I think there must be some sort of time vacuum that just sucks the minutes out of my life and leaves me scrambling at the last minute to make it into work at a decent hour.

This is a mystery to solve, but not now. I'm late for a meeting.

Seasons Change

The morning air is cooler now - crisp like the early autumn apples that seem to grow in abundance around here. The birds are already gathering - flocking - in the trees, bushes, where ever there is enough room for them to group and chatter (probably about their upcoming trip down south!)

I love this time of year best of all, but, often, I find myself thinking ahead; projecting to the next season where the weather will be cold and snowy, the walkways icy and treacherous. Yes, winter will be here before I know it.

What I need to do is stay here, in this moment, and enjoy every minute of it: the morning band practices and evening football games at the school near my apartment, the sounds drifting over and bringing back my own high school memories; the beauty of the leaves as they change from dull green to vibrant reds and oranges; the smells of apples and grapes and leaves The brilliant sunsets and the bright harvest moons.

"Oh earth, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you"
Emily, Our Town