This morning, I wake up so sluggish and crabby that I just can’t imagine walking to school with the children. As I slump out the door, scowling and overwhelmed, I feel my camera in my coat pocket.
At least it’s a sunny morning. Maybe I’ll document this grueling walk.
|Woods in the Morning|
I look out through my lens to follow the light, and immediately, something changes in me.
I see the trees–really see them–and pause for a minute.
And then I find her: Some old crabby thing rises up against the morning light.
|Letting the Light Find Her|
She’s lit up, now beautiful, now conquering the morning, now distinct from the gnarled woods. Rise and shine. But she’s not doing it; she’s just letting the light find her.
Do you have a way you like to conquer the morning (besides coffee)?
Outstanding fungus foto!
I just love this blog, so real and everyday but with flair. Extraordinary!