The days are getting shorter. It’s very evident in the mornings when I get up and find it still too dark to open the living room drapes. My initial reaction, after turning off the house alarm and night light, is to throw open the drapes and let in the morning light, but the last few mornings have been too dark. Instead of sunlight, all I see is a black square. Sigh. I draw the drapes closed and go off to feed the cats.
I love light. Even in the winter, when our days can be gray, I open the drapes in every room and turn on every available light until the rooms all shine with light. It depresses me to go into someone’s home and find the drapes and blinds closed. Same thing with the Sunday School rooms where I taught those many years. It seemed that I was the only one to open the blinds. Let there be light.
My poor geranium, sitting on the front porch all summer, may have gotten too much light and heat. Someone told me I couldn’t kill a geranium. I’ve come close. It made my heart glad to see some new flowers blooming among all those crispy leaves.