It had been a special hot summer day. I spent the whole day wading in a shaded Ozarks creek, fishing and catching crawdads.
I used to do that as a child many years ago. I still do it today. I decided to stretch out on the creek bank and take a nap.
I fell asleep listening to nature sounds. It was wonderful.
I hated to leave that wonderful place away from the traffic and noise of the city. I am back home and sitting on my front porch now.
Tall, fluffy clouds are gathering on the horizon. The bottom layer is shades of pink and orange. It is like a painter mixing colors on his palette.
