Morning!

Morning time. The sun’s shining rays of warmth on shade cooled pavement. A cool breeze flows through, birds fliting about, tra-lah-lahing. The cattails sway happily, dancing gracefully with the wind. The air smells fresh like moist trees, crisp and clean, fresh. The morning’s dew is fading, glistening down blades of tall grass. The ground soaks it up, getting one last drink of cool water. The sky is California blue, dazzling, with pearl white clouds of fluff floating around.