Sometimes, everything is so quiet around the farm you can here the rain water seeping into the ground. The birds will be singing and chirping. The sun is barely up, a slight fog hanging in the air. As the fog gathers into bigger drops, you can hear them pattering on the metal barn roof and the leaves of the trees.
It’s a peaceful kind of quiet when all you really hear is nature all around you. No cars, no horns or loud exhausts. No blaring television or radios. No artificial lights. Just brown earth, green grasses and leaves. Just bugs and birds. Just the trickle of water running in a stream.
To me, that is Heaven on Earth.
Today…I will be “quiet” and leave you with a few photos that capture what I see with my eyes. Too bad I don’t have any audio to add to it…….