It is hard for my pen to create for you, the reader, what I get to see in person. A wisp of smoke, the frost on the ground and covering the lawns. Frozen droplets of morning dew, clinging to the leaves of the tall alder trees. Bushes with their heads bowed low from the heavy frost. Leaves of yellow, orange and rust lying in heaps under the great maple and oak trees, standing in and among the evergreen trees such as fir, cedar and others.
What a fantastic morning to be alive and be part of this moment!
Close your eyes now and listen to the sounds that are all around you. The birds, the small creatures and the people all in a big hurry.
As I paint this picture in your mind with my pen see the sun slashing the valley with great sweeps of brilliant shafts of sunshine.
Look up in the tree next to the river– see the great bald eagle sitting on the limb of the cottonwood.
Be one with me, dear reader, and be humbled and be blessed as we together partake of this moment that has been given to us.
I leave you now with a thought: if we could only see in each other what we take for granted every day!
I will see you in the next sunrise.