July 3, 2010
Walking out the door in the early morning to rake hay with the morning dew has a number of upsides. There is something about heading out of the house while others are sleeping. There is comfort in knowing there is peace in the cool morning. As hay winds itself off the end of the rake with a rousing sunrise over the northeast ridge one can only wish, maybe even pray, the sleep of all creation could be as peaceful as it is on a July morning in the landscape of this valley.
© David B. Bell 2010
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