Foggy Rainy Morning At La Maison des Poulets

Like most mornings I rise early enough enjoy having a cup of coffee on my porch while watching dawn begin to show through the tall Pine trees, their needles dripping with the mist of fog and light rain. I had some soft music playing quietly so as not to disturb the natural sounds of birds and frogs, but to enhance the sounds of another day. This was a perfect morning. So I took some pictures of it.