Friday, October 28, 2011

Foggy morn




Photographs like these make me rethink my morning-person aversion.  Now that I'm actually up early, that is.  What was that you said, Lindsay, about a leopard and its spots?  We could totally go plaid, you know - or even argyle!  Sky's the limit.  Every morning I step out the door and find something new to admire - the subtle colors of a foggy sunrise, the hushed winging vees of geese flying south, or frost evaporating on the house as the furnace clicks on.  It's getting colder and frostier every day, but inside everything is warm and cozy.  Every morning we put on our woolens and walk to kindergarten and admire the beauty of a cold autumn morning.

1 comment:

knitxcore. said...

i love fog, but i hate waking up before 11. haha.