Each morning in the winter, when the temperatures are very cold, I take over Abby's morning chore, and head out the door with a warm pail of water and some grain for the chickens.
Here is the view as I walk out the front door, this morning the sun was rising.behind the evergreens.
I am still in my flannel nightgown with long underwear and wool sweater under my barn coat.
The fresh cold air feels refreshing as I listen to the crisp crunching as my boots step on the snow.
As I walk toward the chicken coop, and look to up to the left ~
the beautiful morning sky is turning blue with the moon still bright.
What a blessing that I get to experience this each morning, even when, like yesterday, the wind was howling and the snow was falling down my back - I rejoice about the amazing gift we are given to live on such a beautiful earth.