Only for a moment, a few moments.
With the sun rising later and the cool now touching the mornings urging me out for a walk, I caught that moment while on a dirt city path. My steps seemed suddenly loud. I slowed them near to silence, and watched the quail move about, unhurried, beneath the cactus pads before heading more quickly on.
Shanah tovah. For those of us are starting a new year tonight, may it be filled with hints of joy and sweetness and light.
And may it be a bright and shining autumn (or spring, south of the equator) for us all.