And What A Show It Was!
I was heading west on St. Rt. 40, just before dusk. The skies were a vivid blue, and clear; except for an island of clouds that veiled the setting sun. As I watched the formation before me, I was enveloped by a familiar feeling. It is the feeling one gets while sitting in the theater waiting for a play to begin, the audience is a buzz, making certain the purse, jacket, and playbill, are all in their proper places, and courtesously greeting those seated next to them. As you glance to the front, shadows of stagehands making final preparations seep from under the immense velveteen curtain, the orchestra finishes tuning, and a strange quiet hovers over the auditorium; The Show is about to begin! Such is the emotion I had last night. The sun seemed like a nervous school boy ready to deliver his opening lines, and with just the hum of my motorcycle, and the breeze in my face, It was Show Time! For the next 3-5 minutes, I witnessed one of the most spectacular performances anyone could imagine. The sun was brilliant as the leading man, and the sky, a magnificent leading lady! I was moved! I look forward to act II. Now you understand why I love to ride!
Beautiful. I should print this out and read it when things get crazy at work, sort of like a mini vacation at my desk.
Thank you! You are very kind.
I love how you wrote that! It was very vivid and I could picture it in my mind as I read.
My husband says that when he was growing up, someone told him that everyone in heaven gets a chance to paint a sunset. When we see a particularly nice one, we always guess who might have taken their turn that night.
Very nice…thanks…
Thought you should know…Tom had a little “incident” tonight…ended up with him breaking his left hand…callme
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Terri- Thanks!
sky girl- Great thought!
R- I will call you on Sunday!