September, 17th, 2006
Morning begins with a coyote in the canyon walking past the house, followed a brief time later by the appearance of a dozen quail in our backyard. A roadrunner drinks from the creek and rabbits are on the hillside warming in the morning sun.
It's getting colder at night and in the mornings, as fall nears. As is beginning to be our custom, the Sunday paper and morning coffee is outside next to fire pit and rose garden. A brisk morning calls for a fire. The morning sunlight was inspiring.
