"The sunrises in the west were spectacular. One morning, everything was cast in yellows and golds, each hill or mountain fast changing into blues, grays, and purples. Not enough time to get it all in. “endless beauty,” maybe that would be a better title." -Rita
"Have you ever heard of gentle roosters? I had three beautiful roosters who were as tame as any pet. It may have been the fact that they had 35 – 50 hens to tend to. When I put food in their pen, Me, a giant white rooster, would check it out by picking it up and dropping it. He did this three times and walked away. After Me left, all the hens would run over to eat. He would stand back until they were done and finish what they left.