Many mornings I read on the front porch for a few minutes — if it isn’t too humid, that is.
I like reading on the front porch because it’s peaceful; no cats or dogs to dodge. But it isn’t quiet because it overlooks the chickens and with eight roosters, it’s never quiet. They have so many agendas.
I was minding my own business reading a bit when I heard the window screen make a noise.
Wait a minute! Window screens don’t make noises. I turned around and noticed my companion. Hummm … I’ve never seen her on the porch before. She’s usually in the chicken house raiding a nest.
I decided that I’d read enough for this morning. So I put my book down, got my camera out, and watched my companion for a several minutes. She was so beautiful.