Summer Mornings

There isn't a whole lot of deep stuff in this post, except for how wonderful summer mornings are. I remember as a kid (before central air) how I loved the mornings. Outside my bedroom window were two mock orange bushes and when they bloomed my room was like a floating paradise, at least to me. Now in my all grown up life, I still treasure summer mornings. I love the long shadows, the morning doves cooing as they sit in the sparkling dew laden grass. This is the good life!