“I had a dream I stood beneath an orange sky…”
I woke up early the other morning and was laying in bed thinking when the walls suddenly started turning orange and pink. I got up, threw on my bathrobe and a pair of scuff shoes, grabbed my camera and ran outside to see this. I stood there in the 40 degree morning on top of the picnic table shivering and took in this gorgeousness. I heard woodpeckers up early and the turkeys chirping on the next door property. Barn Cat, the long, black cat that has adopted us was out chewing on the dogs bones they left outside and it was all just the perfect expression of why I am so thankful to live out here.
And then I ran back inside and jumped back in bed and put my cold feet on Hubs. (tee-hee)
