I always want to stay in bed in the morning. But once I am outside, I’m always glad to be there.
Morning is my favorite time of day. I soak in the quiet softness of growing light. The earlier I get up, the more hopeful I feel, especially when I get to witness the dust of the night.
Timeless – almost ancient image. So beautiful to wake up to.
I think the stone foundation, or I should say the rock have something to do with the feeling Peg. That’s what I felt anyway. :)
Yes, I love the early morning, the first chirping of birdsong at the lightening of the horizon.
It’s like the day’s a secret that no one knows about yet, just me.
Oh what a lovely way of putting it Amy!