The Blessing Of Summer Dresses

There is a cold rain on this dark morning.  Fall seems to have finally arrived bolstered by the fight she’s had pushing summer out of Tennessee.  It is a strange thing but I have thought often of all the cotton still in the fields now being washed by this rain and then to dry in the cool sunny fall of the coming days.  Betty and I are road tripping today to an art workshop in NW Tennessee and will drive through many of these white fields washed with fall rain awaiting harvest to be used in the softest summer dresses and cool sheets, it and our bodies perfectly suited (no pun intended) for each other.  I read this morning the following prayer found in Exodus;

The Lord bless you and keep you;

The Lord make his face to shine upon

            you, and be gracious to you;

The Lord lift up his countenance upon

            you, and give you peace.

Fall, rain, cotton, Betty in a summer dress…The Lord is blessing!