Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!

From my window here at my desk I can feel a cool breeze and hear the gentle tingling of Colin's windchime.

The sky is a clear blue.

The Fig Tree is bare, but beyond that I can see the red Maples, the orange Crape Myrtle, the brown Chinese Elm, and the red-orange Bradford Pear. The giant pecan tree at the edge of the yard is releasing its big yellow leaves today, and they are falling steadily like giant snowflakes.

Gentle.

Slow.

Steady.

Beautiful.