This is a shot of our house, taken this morning as I came down the drive after chores. It made me start singing Country Roads in my head. I tried to include the song so it would play with the post, but I think I need a paid upgrade for such fancy-ness! So if you want to hear the song, click the link below.
The frosted dawn
Hangs cold and still
But for the frozen breath
Of a doe on the hill
Silver moonlight
Silver meadow
A floating heron
Casts no shadow
While leaden horizon
Lifts open its eyes
Casts off the night
And paints pink the rise
Where returns to her breakfast
The unconcerned doe
And awakens the day
With the cry of a crow.
