The wind outside must be in just the right direction. As the sun was coming up I could hear the lions roaring just like they were in the front yard. I don't know who has these lions but they are African and it sounds like 2 or 3. Sometimes their roars are subaudible and you can only feel them in your chest like bass.
Out back Stud Muffin is crowing up a storm. I believe he thinks he is solely responsible for the sun rising.
Merry Christmas to all of you. I have been out to the chicken house and collected Oreo's 7th egg. I provided them a tray of left overs that I cleaned out of the frig. Pumpkin pie, turkey, potatos and carrots, and a half of an avacado. The sun is out and as soon as they are done eating I will open the door and let them out.
My son called at the crack of dawn to give me an update of their Christmas morning at Ft Bragg. It sounded so wonderful. The kids loved their presents. But they had gotten mom and dad up at 4:30! Oh I remember those days. By the time we were done talking it was about nap time.
I am going to do laundry this morning, drink coffee, clean the chicken house, cut up some starter wood in preparation for the upcoming cold front, then go feed horses and goats, clean stalls and pens and go to my sisters for Christmas dinner tonight.
The sun is so bright I can't stay inside any more. Please feel blessed if you are reading this....because you are.