Natures Awakening, Sounds of the Farm.

Early morning the sun rises slow.

The ducks are flying fast through the gently falling snow

The rooster crows from the yard nearby

A covey of mourning doves take their early mornings flight

These are the sounds of natures awakening, at the farm. 

The smell of the old gas stove in the corner of the house ,and the distant sounds of Carolina's jazz playing an old Armstrong song.The sweet smell of coffee brewing by the back door. The grunt of the old man shuffling down the hallway preparing for his day. The rumble of the tractor,or the pitching of hay. This is a hallowed ,and spiritual place.