It's September 1st!

Granted, these pics were taken at about 10,750 ft in the Uintas, but it's nevertheless a cold reminder that Summer's days are numbered...

I Miss John Denver

Yeah, the singer...
Anyone who is familiar with his music will understand that some of his best songs were written when he was "hypersensitive to the beauty" around him. (his words) i.e. "...like a storm in the desert; like a sleepy blue ocean..."
It's been raining here tonight. I love the sound rain makes when it falls through trees and dances on the sidewalk. The smell of freshly mown hay wetted by the rain. This is beautiful!
Especially since it hasn't rained here since June - this is a storm in the desert. Have you ever listened to the wind chasing through a grove of aspen? It's magical.
I'd like to think I'm hypersensitive to the beauty around me. Yet, nowadays (is that an old-fashioned word, or what?), I feel like a fish out of water. I wish more people were hypersensitive to beautiful things - I wish more people were at least sensitive to beauty - just aware would be a treat. It seems more and more, people have a tendency to see, if not look for, the ugly... the negatives. Heaven knows, our politicians make a living out of pointing towards the ugly, or rather painting an ugly picture. But I don't want to go political... at least not here, not now...that would draw me into the uglies.
I rather like to see the beauty. I like the admonition of Paul: If there is anything virtuous, lovely or of good report, seek after these things.