June 17, 2009 as I walked out my front door for work, this is what I see. A thin layer of fog hugging the freshly cut pasture. Rolls of hay that had been raked and rolled the day before are waiting to be picked up and hauled to a barn for storage. Would you not think after 38 years of seeing this field every morning, nothing would be amazing or awe striking about it? I was both and I still love this view.
As I pull out of my driveway and inch down the road, I am still looking at that field… beautiful.
Right before I go around the curve and leave this pasture that lies in front of my home, the sun is just peeking through the trees.
Clicking on any picture will enlarge it .... I suggest you do to really see the beauty!

