" Red sky at night, sailors delight,
Red sky at morning, sailor take warning."
I alway think of this saying when I see a sunrise or sunset. Sunday morning sported a beautiful pinkish sky, which looked so much like a sunset I got my camera and snapped a few shots.
This morning the sky was alight again, but seemed more gold and orange. Again I started shooting. The weather man says there will be snow showers today. My lawn is frosted over this morning, and my cats go out their cat door, turn around, and come back in to find a comfy place in bed.
The sun is coming higher now at 8:30 while I sip my morning coffee, and check my back yard for critters. Then the loud shots ring out, and my heart squeezes. A succession of three loud bangs, and I know a deer has fallen, and I can only hope the hunter is a good shot, and the deer will die quickly. Thoughts come of a mother being hit, and then her babies. I hope not. I have a hard time swallowing my coffee now, and my serene morning spell is broken.
Back to reality.
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3 comments:
I overslept and missed the sunrise. Glad you got it.
This morning the horse tubs and dog buckets were frozen over. Winter is upon us.
Claudia, the country is a paradox. I remember living in Oklahoma on 110 acres. We let the neighbors put their cows on our property and I would see lots of babies being born. They napped out there in the tall grass and frolicked around like in a children's book. Birds singing, sun shining, it was a slice of Heaven. Then two miles down the road was Interstate 40. Steel tractor trailers with grills like teeth barreled down the highway filled with crying cows. It was hell. Just two miles away. I eat meat but I can't help it, I feel sorry for animals.
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Claudia, Have caught up on your blog and enjoyed each and every word. Your pictures are stunning. I'm also a lover of outhouses. When I was young my grandparents used an outhouse. We visited for 2 months each summer in Ohio. Then as we got older we would summer vacation in Maine where we used an outhouse. Then on to the outhouse at camp when we were older still.
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