ANOTHER WORTHLESS MOODY IMPRESSIONIST OUTSIDER PAINTING

I woke up at 4:30 a.m. this morning.. I still think the cat wanted fed and hit me with something... I fed the cat and started the coffee pot... walked back into the living room and I sat down behind the computer to check the emails while waiting on the coffee to brew...It was raining oh so lightly... Just loud enough for it to be heard hitting the leaves and tin roofs of the bird houses. The coffee pot sputtered and shook me from my shrugging sleepy eyed state and off I went to fix that ever so needed first cup of Joe! Once in hand I started to sit back behind the computer but I heard the tree frogs croaking their last calls and getting ready for bed, and the birds were just waking up fluttering in the branches with an occasional chirp being heard... I could stand it no longer.. The constant desire of mind and soul wanting to get out early and watch the land awaken, had fully over taken me.. In the spring, after the cold days and nights of winter have passed and the flowers are blooming and the birds have nes ... Read More