I love the weekends because I can wait till the sun comes up to go feed the crew. This morning was especially beautiful, a crisp blue sky, bright sun, warm fuzzies and wollies too. It was about 4*F, anything above zero is good for this time of year. The sun was low on the horizon…

First star I see this morning… Not the way it’s usually said, I know, but this is the way of it in my world. I’m up around 5 am, even on weekends, not because of an alarm clock but because my internal alarm has said this is when my day begins. I go from rock solid…