Another Morning, and more blessings

I awoke to the songs of a mockingbird right outside my bedroom window. There cannot be a more beautiful "alarm" to wake a person. Outside it was not yet light, but not dark either, just that moment of in-between. The air is heavy with moisture. Its a gray sort of morning, no sunshine, but I like this kind of morning. My windows are all open and the bird songs fill the house with the glory of springtime.

For over an hour, I just sat in the goat pasture and watched the kids play. Licorice demanded to be petted by gentle putting her hoof on my leg every time I was not paying her attention. She seems "needy" this morning. We all have days like that so maybe its the same in the animal world.

I had more chores to do, chickens to be fed and watered, eggs to be gathered and peonies to plant. Life is good.