I want to shout "GOOD MORNING WORLD". A gentle breeze fluttered my light pink house coat as I ventured out the kitchen door unto the porch this morning. As I looked up to see the moon still hiding behind the green lace topped trees behind the log cabin, I could hear the cheerful conversation of the turkeys who were enjoying the clear crisp morning. I ambled down the porch with camera in hand, when from across the hill on the western side, I hear the honking of geese . The morning was still except the gentle flapping of leaves on the Holly Trees and the occasional chirping of a disgruntled bird on the feeders. As I was busy snapping the series of photos of the morning sunrise, two doe came up from the white barn to the corn feeder to see if the giant bucket had spin out any food to break their morning fast. I rejoiced in the company of Maggie and Moe while I took a massive amount of photos to capture the glory of fleeting moments. The kitty justice is that you enjoy my morning out on the porch with me. Now where is my coffee.