https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IaM_xf4Hmbk
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
We drove thru the Smokey Mtns |
Thru the rain |
And Spring was in the air |
So very steep declines coming out of those mountains |
But when I woke this morning, it was all worth it. I opened my shade, and this was our view |
I stepped outside into the crisp morning air, and this was my view (see the side mirror on the left side of the picture?) |
Another view from our lot |
And so perfect was the Bunny Tucker and I spotted, on Easter morn. Happy Easter everyone! |
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