Days Wrapped In Their Own Simplicity

It is a simple Saturday morning. We've had a run of nice summer weather for the last week, with days in mid-eighties, which felt really good. Last night, it cooled off nicely and I woke this morning to a cool and gray day. I am loving the simplicity and relative silence of the day. I am sitting here in the living room, listening to the clock on the wall ticking, the birds outside singing, and the sounds of the street as the morning begins to move. I love days like this, days wrapped in their own simplicity, where things are what they simply are.