I look out the window at a dense forest of trees and blackberry and raspberry bushes that surround the property. The sun is just breaking through the darkness and illuminates everything with a gentleness unlike the harsh sun rising in the desert that brings unbearable heat as it rises. Chickens scratch at bugs in the tall grass and peck incessantly at the ground seeking their next tasty morsel. Deer enter my view and graze in the bushes, one, two, now four. The chirping of the singing Cardinal increase as the sun gains elevation.
There is no static here of politics, crime, or strife. People are kind to each other on the street and smile and say "please" and "thank you.” There is no discussion over pronouns as Men identify as “sir,” women as “Ma’am,” and the gentlemen tip their hats in greeting. Everyone is e