I am sitting in my backyard drinking coffee with my laptop watching the neighborhood come alive. Ravens, humming birds, starlings, mocking birds, turtle doves and all other sorts of birds fill the flowering trees and bushes.
The temperature at 5:30 a.m. is 70 degrees as the sun is coming up. Flowers, tomatoes, string beans, green peppers, hot peppers grow in the garden. The air is full of odors of chives, basal, cilantro and parsley. Every morning as I sit here I realize how blessed we are.