I couldn't resist taking another picture of the winter dawn. (although as Rhiannon would point out, it is not yet winter...) Here is the view out of my kitchen window as I stood there cooking hashbrowns and eggs for Kaetlyn and her friend this morning. I love dawn - the sunrise.What is it I love about dawn so much. I suppose it is the same thing I love about piles of fabric and piles of wool - it is the potential. Dawn is so quiet and still, there is a peace about it. A promise. Nothing has happened yet in the day. Everything is possible.
2 comments:
mmmmmm. i love dawn too. but only when i've had enough sleep... i love reading your blog! it gives me warm fuzzies!!
xo
So this was Maggie's comment as she read over my shoulder:
"Who's Dawn?" :)
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