It's amazing how much the darkness can hide and also how much a new day can bring.

I drove to this place late last night over little rolling winding roads.

I had a feeling it was going to be special...

Well the picture speaks for itself....

I woke this morning to the most beautiful sunrise and breathtaking views of rolling mist covered hills...

What a gift....

The universe giving us a gift to start the day...

....Here you go! I have created this for you, so that you can go and create something too....

How special is that!?!

So what can I gift back?!?

How do I repay this beautiful universe for such a gift of life and growth and energy!

What can I create this day and every day?

The FlagMan Is one
Who says little at all,
Until the time comes
To record a fall.

The days are long
But time is short lived,
For his moment of reign
Is just over the bridge.

He stands and absorbs
All the information,
Until the Powers That Be
Send their notification.
Some will weave
And some may wonder,
But none will leave
without a ponder...

So The time has come
To unravel the web,
And piece by small piece
It all falls to shreds.

The Powers That Be
Will ask for a stand,
So the flagMan reigns
And raises his hand.