A Cool Dewy Sunday Morning Coffee Muses

Looking into the rising sun, the dew on the grass highlights all of the spider webs in the field next door. It’s Sunday morning quiet out. You can pick out individual cars moving miles away.

Not a breeze is stirring. If it wasn’t for the birds flying about, I could be looking at a photograph. The swallows are doing their aerial dance down low this morning, dodging in and out among the trees.

I keep getting lost in the observation and not the muse this morning. So I think I’ll close this so I can just observe. Have a beautiful spring Sunday wherever you find yourself.