Had a nice walk yesterday, saw a flock of Sandhill Cranes flying over being followed by a dozen noisy crows.  Came up on a small herd of cattle who were courteous  enough to step off the path and let me pass, although the little bull had me worried until he decided I wasn't worth the effort.
The sky was clear and the air was clean, so all and all it was a wonderful day.  

Then this morning arrived...the wind picked up during night and today the air is full of dust and sand.  Have a feeling my walk won't be as pleasant as yesterdays, but who knows maybe I'll see the small herd of black tail deer that hide in the mesquite thicket near our house or my beloved hawk will fly over with her mate.  Every walk is a new experience and joy can be found everywhere if you take the time to look for it.