Cool breezes drifted into the bedroom this morning, where the drapes swayed slightly—a hint of impending rain hung in the air. The scents of lilac blooms and cedar and juniper trees drifted inside, immersing us in early-morning sounds and the promise of a beautiful day.
Later, on my morning walk, tiny lizards skittered across my path. One paused to regard me before darting off into the brush. Then a thin rabbit scampered out from under a cedar tree, leaving small dust clouds fluttering as it leaped over weeds and between rocks. Two tiny red birds landed
