Most times it is at dawn, and I am alone looking out into the woods.
But – I am never really alone.
Sometimes I see the woman – a stranger – through the woods, about 500 feet away, standing at the back of her house. I do not know her, but she is my smoking buddy.
Sometimes, like yesterday, I see an American Bald Eagle soar high through the trees.
Sometimes I see a family of deer. Yesterday I counted 14 of them.
Sometimes I hear the cows moo. I do not see the cows, but I hear that moo. This morning.
It is a nice way to start the day.