Early on one frosty morning

It has been so cold in the mornings this past week or so. It's not normally so cold this far into April.

The vineyards that have frost protection have been running them every day. We hear the womp-womp-womp of the windmills At first, they sound like a helicopter flying overhead, but unlike a helicopter, the noise does not vary, it's just steady. The vineyards that use sprinklers to rain water down on the vines to raise the temps to above freezing are beautiful to watch. They are like a symphony or a ballet of water droplets dancing in the light of the dawn, their partners the lovely grape vines with their fingers of new green leafy growth, warm and happy reaching up to touch the droplets.

We were also jolted by a small earthquake this morning. My alarm went off, I still have it set to 93.7, and the past couple of days I awoke to annoying songs from the 80's, not the smooth jazz I enjoy. I hit the snooze button and ka-bam! The house groaned for only one second and I felt the lateral movement of the bed for one quick motion, east to west. The earthquake woke me up. I always get energized by an earthquake, full of adrenaline for the potential danger. The cats ran into the bedroom and jumped on the bed.

Look away, look away, look away, Dixie land.