It was a beautiful, flawless day today. One of those days which are as rare as diamonds…or better yet as rare as a sapphire, because the sky was sapphire blue with tiny white inclusions we call clouds.
Up at Mentone on the brow for Colorfest, an already beautiful venue turned into a cross between a carnival and a fair, with the magic smell of kettle corn and barbeque. Hustle and bustle as folks stroll the vendors looking for treasures. People walking their pups. Leaves starting to turn, and fresh smelling air.
Oh people, please forgive me for having a care about anything else besides the beauty this world offers, and the chance to commune peacefully with the people who
populate it.
I saw not a frown today among the people, I heard not a coarse word…except against the myriad of yellow jackets feverishly working their fall schedule, and I wondered, wondered really hard, what would it take for our lives with each other to always be this way?
What sorcery was there afoot today which was able to mix football fans from four different SEC schools together in peace, even though many were wearing their tribal garb? Was it an early Christmas with good will to all men?
I pray…yes me, I pray that God took a snapshot of today’s conflagration, and is pasting it in his scrapbook for future use….please.
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