A Beautiful Sunday Morning

It is quiet and only the ticking of the clock and the contented groans of our old dog Milton when he stretches and adjusts himself on his bed break the silence. The early morning sun is coming through the windows and the lush green of our lawn and the shadows of the trees in the front yard paint a mosaic of light and dark. It promises to be a good day, warm and windless and one that beckons me to get out there and capture some summer images again. What a wonderful life in a wonderful time and place. It is good to be alive. - Tom