I'M THAT IRRITATING PERSON WHO GOES BY YOUR HOUSE AND MAKES YOUR DOG BARK AT SIX A.M.

I admit it; I’m one of those morning people.  

You know, the annoying ones who are up running around 

before daylight hits the sky.

  (Side note:  this is really easy to do when the winter sun

 stays in bed well after eight a.m.) 

I like to visit the world before it gets all messed up with traffic and heat

 –and the curse of our part of the world—wind. 

I like how the low angle of the sunrise makes leaves glow.

I like how the water sparkles as it shoots from the big end guns

of the huge center pivot irrigation sprinklers in the fields.

I like how soft overcast mornings leave no shadows 

except those already painted there on spotted hides.

I like the fresh dewy smell of the pastures 

and the contented sound of cattle grazing.

I love the look of fields dotted with hay bales 

ready to be gathered in for winter storage.

I like how the huge block hay bales--size eight by four by four feet--

--look like something out of Stonehenge in the long shadows of morning.

New jokes from the kids:

What do you call a cow that's just had a calf??

DE CALF INATED!

If a blue house is made of blue bricks and

a pink house is made of pink bricks and

 a red house is made of red bricks what

is a green house made of??

GLASS