The beauty of this morning overwhelms me.   The full moon was just gorgeous last night.   The crisp air of the October days is just awesome.   This is a great season of the year and causes me to sing the song “Morning Has Broken”.

 

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.

Praise for the singing!  Praise for the morning!

Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.

 

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from Heaven,

Like the first dewfall on the first grass.

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

 

Mine is the sunlight!  Mine is the morning.

Born of the one light Eden saw play.

Praise with elation, praise every morning.

God’s recreation of the new day!

 

 

Well, in the garden, there is one last batch of wax beans to pick, along with some green peppers, and watermelon.   Then, it is ready to compost for the winter.

 

Ah, it is wonderful to be alive today and share in all this excitement of being!