Life In The Country

For over thirty years we lived in suburbia. We had neighbors on both sides, beside and in front of us. The neighborhood luckily had lots of trees but that meant seeing the sky and sunrises and sunsets was impossible from home. There was no long stretch of sky to look at. Four and a half years ago when we retired and moved to the country all that changed. Today this is the view from my front porch. I get to sit in my rocker and watch the changing colors of the evening sky. This was about 7:45 last Thursday evening.About three minutes later you can see the sky was getting a little redder as the sun sunk further down on the horizon above the lengthening shadows.In yet another three minutes the darker blue of the evening clouds was overtaking the fading color in preparation for the night. Soon darkness would creep silently across the lawn.
What I like most is that I can watch the sunrise every evening in jeans or pajamas and no matter how brilliant or subtle it is it is still the most enjoyable way to end the day and all from my own front porch.A couple of days later Mr. Jake Turkey here was looking for love on a rainy afternoon and following two hens who were paying him no mind. I had watched them from every window in the house to try and get photos. I was finally able to step out on the front porch and snap a few shots.The hens had slipped away for a few minutes but I guess the group had already discussed where they were going because the hens ended up following the jake on down the driveway.
Excuse the growing grass around the fence. Hubby barely got the mowing done before it rained.

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Linking to Rural Thursday, Skywatch, and Friday's Fences.