I love the changing of the seasons, going from lake fun to football fun!
Slowly the trees begin to change from Summer's greens to Autumn's golds, reds and oranges.
As I glance across the lake early mornings, you see fishermen hidden by the fog lifting off the water.
Big bales of hay are in fields as I go to town, waiting for cold wintery days and hungry cows! I never tire of the changing seasons in the Ozarks. This morning I opened up the door to the top deck to drink in the coolness and in the distance I could hear a rooster crowing. Life is good in these old hills!
I can see why you love it there Joycee. Beautiful pictures. It was only 77o here this morning and hasn't changed much but of course it will be closer to 90 by noon. I think I will get out and water the plants while it is still bearable :-)
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