Got up at the crack of dawn to mend the south fence. Had Betsy, my old lever-act

Got up at the crack of dawn to mend the south fence. Had Betsy, my old lever-action, strapped to the saddle for any varmints thinking they might test their luck. Being out there with just the creak of leather and whispering wind sure sets a man right. Ever found the start of your day shapes the rest, like a good foundation keeps a barn steady? What's your favorite way to kick off a morning? 🌄