Tag Archives: Cloudeight Essays

Remember the Sound of Rain

Remember the Sound of Rain Have you ever really listened to the rain? Have you memorized the sound of it as it pours down on the streets and the roofs and the leaves and the grass? Now… it’s the first day of Summer. It’s bright and hot and at it seems like autumn is a… Read More »

Summer and Time

Summer and Time Next week, according to the calendar, summer will arrive here in my neck of the woods. But where I live, summers are not measured so much by the calendar as by holidays. Here, summer begins with Memorial Day and ends with Labor Day. The mid-point is marked by the Fourth of July.… Read More »

My Ancient Soul

My Ancient Soul I’m old and certainly not very cool. I don’t know that I ever was. I don’t belong here in the age of selfies, but I’m not so sure I belonged in the age of transistor radios. I don’t understand selfie-sticks. I don’t understand the ego behind selfies. I grew up in the… Read More »

No Time to Waste

No Time to Waste One of life’s great blessings is that not one of us knows the exact day we will die. Well, at least I think so. I could not imagine being a teenager and knowing how many years I would live or the date of my death. That would take away the fun… Read More »