blue skies, and beyond that perspective, the endless space. when skies are bleak or stormy or blue and full of white clouds, the endless space is always beyond...the earth holds us to it like the clouds and it is the sun, so near, that's viewing alternates with earth's spinning, the light which sustains our lives, and the darkness of space which is perpetual and timeless......and in whose realm the matter of existence comes and goes forever and in which our spirits share this flash of time. the day here in atlanta is so beautiful and perfect....i am overwhelmed with happiness and hope for mankind....the visiting birds stop to eat the bright red pyrocanthus berries that hug the deckings of my home and the bright yellow and black spiders build their giant webs, leaving, by custom, an opening for my passage to the ponds and fountains beyond.....the frogs and garden snakes lie in the warm sunlight and the nightbirds rest to sing in the moonlight....this moment is one of such beauty.....then, soon, i must bring the outside in to winter......the gentle ferns and mosses from exotic lands - that have not known the cold - and with the spring, return them with arriving birds that come again to the safe haven of the garden that we share.......