I was sitting in the living room looking out the window early Sunday morning…my world was peaceful as I watched the sheep in the distance still and quiet laying down waiting for the sun to come up over Dutchman’s Mountain.
It was a warm happy morning with the early birds singing their songs of praise…
The mist covered the bottoms behind the sheep giving them an amazing backdrop. I do not know the words to describe what I saw and was feeling…the mist…was mysterious and inviting… It made me think of the mists that the Bible describes… how the earth was watered before the flood…I can see in my mind how that must have been… sigh…so amazing and beautiful…the mists seemed to be 8 feet high…but likely higher…yet above the mist was another mist lighter thinner in appearance…
Sigh…
I love the mists they are mysterious, and inviting…I love walking in them…riding my horse thru them…
This morning… I enjoyed the mist as a Simple Country Pleasure .
