A trip to the mailbox.
It had been a week since I had gotten the mail at the mailbox.
A chore that is easily skipped when kids are hungry and other chores await.
So when the morning gave a gift of 2 extra minutes; to the mailbox we went.
Past corn breaking thru soil, glistening in the morning dew.
Past a pivot laying down a pass of water ahead of the week's heat.
Past foxtail that somehow found beauty in the early morning light.
A trip to the mailbox & a camera left in the car with the opportunity of time to capture what is usually rushed by.
A morning well started.