The Morning Porch

Moonlit dawn.

Sun in the treetops.

Soft sunlight and the scent of autumn leaf-mould.

Cloudless and cool.

An autumnal morning, heavily overcast and cool.

An hour before sunrise, the clouds part to reveal the Pleiades above the ridge, as well as the V-shape that ancient Babylonians saw as a bull’s head—clearly a cosmic rat.

Again I am the object of a hummingbird’s intense study from three feet away, this time for nearly a minute.

Cool and mostly clear.

Foggy and cool, the spring still loud with yesterday’s rain.

A soft shimmer of rain at dawn, increasing as the light grows.

Cool and clear.

A rare low-humidity morning begins with crows heralding the sunrise and a screech owl trilling in the distance.

An hour past sunrise, one last, brief shower before it clears—or so I hope.

Heavily overcast at sunrise.

Cool and clear, with bluebird and cardinal song.

Long-sleeve weather at sunrise.

Cool and breezy, with everything damp from another rainy night.