By Evelyn 'E.T.' Trevathan
Contributing Writer 

One Day at a Time

Series: One day at a time | Story 57

Well it is a beautiful morning here in our little valley, I have got my coffee and I am sitting on the front porch swing. The sky is blue and there is a little breeze blowing, the birds are singing and the squirrels are helping themselves to the apples that have fallen on the ground. There are a lot of apples on the tree and just a few have fallen, they are almost ready to be picked. A momma deer and her little fawn have also been coming into the yard and they are keeping a close eye on the apple tree and waiting for the apples to ripen.

The neighbor’s cows are grazing peacefully out in their...

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