I just love that phrase ‘merry little breeze’. It came from a children’s book Old Mother Westwind. My mom used to read it to me when I was little. She would do all the voices and make the story come alive and so wonderful to hear. I was given two books in the series as a present later. I still have them today. There were several references to the merry little breezes doing this or doing that. Silly little breezes.
The last little star was blinking sleepily as Old Mother West Wind turned her big bag upside down on the Green Meadows and all her children, the Merry Little Breezes, tumbled out on the soft green grass.
Then Old Mother West Wind kissed them all around and hurried away to hunt for a rain cloud which had gone astray. The Merry Little Breezes watched her go. Then they played hide and seek until jolly, round, red Mr. Sun had climbed out of bed and was smiling down on the Green Meadows. ~excerpt from Old Mother Westwind’s Children Chapter 13
Today has been filled with merry little breezes. Seasons are changing on the horizon…phew…I’m an Autumn Baby at heart. The sun begins to set a bit earlier each night. You can feel the cool crispness of Fall air mingling with the warmth of the sun. The edge of Summer is here.
I marvel at the changing of seasons. Being out here in God’s countryside, I am privy to the unfolding of each stage first hand. Summer plays like a symphony orchestra and every night is a big finale with the insects and animals adding their parts to the amazing concert…which by the by includes a light show by the fireflies! Winter dresses up for a formal occasion as the ice adds its bling bling with dazzling sparkle and luster to the wonderland of snow. Spring becomes an artist canvas as the bright colors of the flowers burst open with wonderment and life. Then, the best, in my very limited humble opinion, Fall moves like a ballet with the sweeping and leaping of the leaves falling as they dance with the merry little breezes.
God has made such a beautiful landscape for all of us to see. The best part of all is that He placed my hubby and I right in the middle of such a green pasture. Thank you, Dear Lord for opening our hearts and our eyes to your majesty.