Balloons in the Morning.
Gorgeous morning. It began with three balloons. The sound of their burners crept into my consciousness as I let the dogs out the living room doors. They soon appeared in the distance, three colorful but unique designs rose slowly from the tree line to the east. There is something majestic about hot air balloons. They seem to have a life all their own and a highway through the sky that only they can see. I have admired them all of…
