Just Another Morning on Evangeline

October 19, 2018

I felt a flush on my cheek, an unexpected glow. From my paper-gathering in the driveway, I looked up.  And here’s what I saw.

How quickly it moved from ruby to russet to orange to peachy-gold. Within moments the show was over, the day settled in to partly cloudy.

Routine. With a trace of divine encounter.  And gratitude for quick feet and smart phones.

We do love our autumn colors, don’t we?

Author: Phoebe Dishman

Phoebe H. Dishman was born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. She is a wife, mother, and grandmother. An essayist and poet, she teaches adult Sunday school, compiles a monthly prayer calendar, edits the Big Thicket Association quarterly bulletin, and keeps a keen eye and ear open for birds. View all posts by Phoebe Dishman