Good Sunday Morning AFN family. It rained all night here. Good for my mater plants.

I was sitting here in my rocker on the front porch just after dawn this morning. Roscoe was laying across my feet, his fat belly keeping my toes warm. The fog was thick, visibility maybe 50 yds. Not a vehicle to be heard, no one else up, just the birds singing, me silently smoking a number, and Roscoe farting.

Suddenly I see a flash of white on the right. Appearing out of the mist and across the front yard is a herd of deer. Nine in all not 100 ft away. Doing the Walmart shuffle as they ambled across the yard quietly munching on my clover. Within five minutes they had grazed their way across the driveway only to disappear back into the mist. I never moved. They never looked my direction. Roscoe slept through the entire ordeal.
There is nothing more peaceful than nature. Life doesn't get any better.
Smoke em if ya got em.