Acorns

After a very unsettled and tumultuous summer, I am finally able to write again — I hope — and I look forward to completing my next book — a color version of my book “Fish Camping” — which has an additional short story inside it. My cat Calvin is rather pleased to have “his” computer table back as well. He of course picks the most inopportune times to stretch out on, or stretch in close proximity to the keyboard, reminding me with such subtle displays of nimbleness, or audacity if you will, that its either feeding, or petting duties that need to be attended to.

The other morning I took him outside with me, and sitting in a camping chair, I held him on my lap, as we both enjoyed the morning air. The plump and stout palm tree that sits at the edge of the back lot casting its shadows, fronds rustling in the breeze, caught both of our attention. Calvin soon grew restless however, and started to explore along the ground, looking at my planter boxes, sniffing at the lemon grass, and flower bush I planted for the hummingbirds that I had to cut back, after transplanting it to a half wine barrel. Tending to his sniffing, he jumped several inches in the air, as an acorn fell right near him with a loud plunk. Surprise on his part, amusement on mine. The acorns are long and oval, and the tree is very tall and has wrinkled rough old bark. I do believe there will be many more acorns to capture our morning attention this fall.

Have a blessed week, and may acorns fall beside you to announce fall, but not on top of you.