Warm weather is around the corner, so I’m making a point of getting in the hot tub every night that is below 55 degrees.
Sights and sounds this 43 degree night:
The waterfall spilling over the rocks and into the pond where two koi poke their noses between rocks as rosy red minnows flick past them in a school of ten.
Low hanging white clouds to the southeast against a gray-blue sky that would be inky blue were it not for the towering Amazon building going up about 12 blocks north. To the west, about halfway up from the horizon, Orion’s Belt shines faithfully- you can always count on Orion.
Cherry tree flowers ruffling in the breeze on the other side of the fence, celebrating spring’s arrival while nearly naked river birch and oak branches stretch high into the sky, waiting for tiny buds to burst.
A plane takes off with a roar and fades nearly into silence moments before an arriving plane makes its descent.
A car beeps, a door closes, the engine turns on.
My Corner of the Village 