It is a Gossamer Morning

Of mist and glistening dew

Of silver threads

And veils of light.

Today we are having a family gathering here at the farm. I am looking forward to the sounds of storytelling, laughter and acoustic guitar filling every nook of the house. We will harvest from the garden, cook together as a noisy crew in the kitchen, and walk together in the quiet sanctuary of the woods. These are the best of days.

Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you the very best of days.