Night time at Bountiful

 I love the nights here at Bountiful Acres.  It's quiet. Well, sort of. It's free of human sounds and the sounds of daytime life.  But it's as loud as a symphony out there!!

 Tonight as everyone was getting ready for bed I thought about going outside to see if it had really cooled down like the weatherman said. So I stepped out onto the deck...and breathed a deep sigh of relief.  aaahhhh.  b r e a t h e  i n .....  b r e a t h e  o u t.  Oh my. It's wonderful out here!  So I ventured off the deck and just stood there and listened for a few minutes. Crickets and frogs and other sounds begin to overwhelm me and I start to walk around.  As I pass the chicken coop, I hear a soft thump and  what sounds like a tousseled chicken..then it's quiet again.  Do chickens sleep walk? Hmm..something I'll ponder another day.  I look up and there are the guineas.  All asleep and huddeled together.  Ahhh peace.  The guineas are nice that way.  There is no noise.  Really nice.  Then I notice that my final sunflower has opened and it's T A L L .  Like the guineas could be looking at it face to face up there on the coop.  And it's in just the right place that our security light seems to be a spotlight on it.  Wonderful!

Then because I'm looking up I finally see the sky...full of stars!  So many stars I don't know where to look first.  Is that the North star? There's the dipper! Where's Orions belt? Is that a plane? or a satelitte? or a falling star?  Wow!  How can one see and hear all that is happening around me and not think of God and how awesome and powerful and fearfully wonderful and Holy He is. He made this. And it's beautifully quiet and peaceful and at the same time a riot of sound and colors.  Colors? In the dark? Yep.  There are shades of gray out here. And the trees that surround us look so majestic at night. The sunflower shows up, the green of the barn roof, the white and black and carmel and brown bunnies that are awake and hopping around their hutches, the greens and yellows of the garden plants, the way the garden ornaments catch light..simply amazing.   Oh how many people have missed such wonderful moments like this.  It makes me wonder what some of the poets and artisit were thinking or where they were sitting when they wrote and created some of our best loved works of art.                                            

I see trees of green

Red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

 

I see skies of blue,

and clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

 

Luis Amstrong

 

Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.

                                                                                              Henry David Thoreau

 

         Good Night.  Take some time to go outside and just listen.  You might hear the voice of God.