Open Windows

It is so nice and cool today, the first cool day in many, many weeks.

It is cloudy and there have been a few sprinkles,

and it is my prayer that rain is falling where the many fires burn around this state,

and that storms do not produce lightning, the cause of many of these fires.

Our windows are open, open to the cool air and the smell of the occasional raindrops.

It is such joy, that instead of going to the basement to sort boxes,

I am drawn to stay by the open windows, to savor this day

 before it gets hot again, as is forecasted.

When we moved, we put blinds and white, linen curtains

 in our living room and bedroom windows, and on these cool

and soft-breeze days, I miss lace in the windows.

The photos above are from our Dear Old House.

But today, the open windows do not make me want to look back,

but instead, they offer hope that the hot weather will end some day,

 and even if today is the only cool day for a while,

that is enough.

“Faith goes up the stairs that love has built

and looks out the windows which hope has opened.”
―    Charles H. Spurgeon