Blue Sky

When we go hiking or camping, I feel as though I spend a great deal of time looking up. There is never enough sky in an ordinary week -- it is the house, the car, the road, the office, the store, and reverse to the house again. There is a glimpse of horizon as I drive along my way hither and yon, and perhaps a flash of  sunset and peek of sky while I am in the yard with the dogs. That is not nearly enough.

I always feel better with the open sky above. My favorite times for the sky are dawn and dusk, when the sun is a bare presence and the air is quiet. Best of all is a sky with a slice of moon.

It is time to make a point of being out, under the open sky, more often.