The morning begins

with a large, orange, ball lifting above a fog covered field

and a tiny.........but loud crow from a very small rooster..........Tex

joined by another tiny crow from ........Gus

 each ........making a morning wonderful with their ruckus 

meanwhile in the front yard tree........ the tap, tap, tap, of the small desert woodpecker can be heard

along with the chirps 

and morning songs of other wild birds who have come to eat.

 

This is the time of year that the Italian Jasmine has awoken

and is showing it's vibrant cheery flowers

The quiet country road leading to our home has the golden prairie grass swaying in the wind

it is golden and soft .........almost like angel hair......yet I can hear the rustle in it's blades

and much later...............

another large, pale yellow, ball rises

over the same field that was once covered in fog in the early morning..........

but announces the ending of the day.

And now...........

 quiet peacefulness falls upon the grounds.....