....’n it’s Friday. It rained last nite, well, a little bit of rain, just enuff to put a sparkle on things green...kind’a reminds me of Kentucky when I was a boy ‘n when you’d go out early in the morning, the dewdrops would sparkle like jewels...the hillside was covered with honeysuckle and, quoting tired old Tennyson, “and what is so rare as a day in June, for then, if ever, God made perfect days.”....
‘Course, if you accept the premise that there is a God and He is perfect, then you should also accept the premise that He wouldn’t make imperfect days....or imperfect people, for that matter, and we all know that the world is chock full of imperfect people....if we follow that p’ticklar theorem, does it follow that we have an imperfect God or maybe, He forbid, no God at all...well, that’s a popular belief t’day, for some reason, God knows why....we seem to have become an extremely secular society....at least, in the good ol US of A ‘n in western Europe ‘n that’s the only place that matters, ain’t it? Or maybe not....
None of it really matters, y’know...not on a perfect day like t’day....cuz what is so rare as a blue-sky Friday in Spring, etcetera, etcetera....
Anyways, it’s a beautiful day ‘n I might just be the tiniest bit over-coffee’d.....
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