Picture perfect morning

Today is the picture perfect morning. I keep a snapshot in my head of days like this. During my commute, I drive past about a dozen horse farms, including the historic Ramsey Farm. Today, the sun was just beginning to burn off the fog, the last tendrils of mist clinging to life just above the dew-covered grass. As the sun broke and split through the tree branches, shards of light brought a heavenly glow to the fog. The horses romped or rested at their leisure. As the white fences breezed past, I thanked God for the morning. I sometimes forget to notice how absolutely beautiful the Horse-Capital of the World really is.