One Day At A Time

Well it is a cool morning here in our little valley, seems unusually cool for this time of year. The cats have had their breakfast and are snuggled back into their beds for a nice cat nap. This morning I’m really enjoying my cup of hot coffee. I love these cool mornings.

The old apple tree in the yard is so full of apples, the limbs are bent over and almost touching the ground. I saw some squirrels getting them some apples that had fallen on the ground from the high wind we had.

Well everything to me seems to be a little different, maybe it is just me and my old age. Maybe it is just everythin...