DAWN THIS MORNING was golden-bright; the new day GLEAMED!
I walked down a path in the woods, toward the creek and Bob's barn, to visit this great tree--an old black walnut tree, always loved by me, Bob & the Big Dog Jack!
I leaned against the tree's broad trunk, and looking up through its long branches, I watched the deepening of blue sky and the rising of the creek-born morning mist.
AH, MORNING! For me, it's the best part of the day. Especially this time of year!
