In the soft glow of the morning sunrise
I felt content.
I trudged through the crunchy grass on
this mid-December day to take care of the animals....the chickens
feathers all frosty from the cold night....released from their coop
they take off in flight to stretch their wings....
Returning to the house with my black
lab bounding in great morning happy leaps...in anticipation of a walk
in the next few hours.
Brewing my morning coffee with a frothy
top with crunchy sugar squares...throw some toast in the oven and
check out what's going on in the world outside of my world.
It's a perfect hour...and I wish all
hours could be like this...relaxed with great hope for the day.
