Before the day of garden chores.
A warm, windy day on the horizon.
I will take it, however it arrives.
Though it is Summer, I have been waking very early.
Tiding up in the morning from kids who stay up later them me, has become my ritual.
Washing the eggs collected the evening before.
I can see from my small kitchen sink window, the scratching chickens in the coop.
The ducks waddle by on their way to the next great rain puddle to bathe in.
Flame grazes in the pasture, raising her beautiful head to listen to a truck drive by on the gravel road.
Jimmy, our sassy little donkey is never far from her side.
I love sunrise on a Summer morning.
Gotta run, Rosie is at the front door for her morning treat!