Dawn on the Palouse

I was sitting out on an abandoned homestead near my land and watched the most breathtaking sunrise. The deer didn't make a showing, but I sat out until I was too cold to stay any more. A half an hour before sunrise it was heart-stopping still. Not a whisper of wind, not a bird stirring. Finally an owl called in the predawn light. As the sun came up, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. That I was one very, very tiny but essential piece of this amazing planet. I've never had it so good.

So, eventually I went home, warmed up in front of the stove, then went for a walk around the back of the property with my 20 gauge. Shot a nice rabbit. We'll be having Hasenpfeffer for dinner Wednesday night.