… or at least most mornings. I can honestly say mornings are a wonderful time for me. Mornings are a time when I first wake up and give thanks for the nights rest and prepare for the coming day. I must admit there have been mornings when too much partying the night before did not allow the mornings to be refreshing. I’m grateful those hangover days are over.
There are those who do not like early mornings. Some are just getting home or going to bed when the sun is coming up. That’s not how I move through this life. For me crawling out of a warm bed and grabbing my camera equipment and heading out the door has a healing effect on me. There is always excitement in not knowing exactly what nature will offer, what images will be on my hard drive later in the day. Maybe it’s a golden cloudless sunrise reflecting in a small pond.