One Day At A Time

Well it is another beautiful morning here in our little valley. I went out on the porch to feed the cats but nobody came to meet me, I was a little surprised because they are always waiting for breakfast. I could see all three of them but they were just sitting very quietly and when I looked around, I saw why. There is a flower bed next to the porch and the flowers were all laying flat - somebody had been playing in the flower bed. They slowly came to eat, I never said a word to them and no pats on their heads. But the flowers will come back. Then I sat down in my rocking chair and had my cup...