Pictures on the wall

Coffee cup in hand, I stopped at the window and took in the beauty of a Tennessee early morning.

It was all so pretty and soothing with a perfectly manicured yard, large trees, a black boarded fence and horses grazing.

I thanked the good Lord for the opportunity to see such a pretty sight.

Turning to walk away, my eyes rested on the wall filled with photos and a few awards. Over the years, when I sta…