The morning air was frigid, but still, when the sky became streaked with raspberry pinks and melon oranges...it was a gormet presentation to those lucky enough to be blessed by it. What an awesome country we live in! As the world lit up, the skiddish whitetail does ended their midnight buffet of fresh, green winter wheat and retreated to the treeline to bed down... The cattle raised from their warm beds of bermuda grass and a far off beller vibrated the morning silence. God's promise of a new day filled my spirit with hope, grace and awe as I stood barefooted on the stone porch to try to capture the glory of the flag in the glory of the morn. Moving. Powerful. Innocent. Simple.