Early Morning

I used to be an early riser, always, no matter what. Now I am what I would call a "seasonal riser" - one who rises more or less with the sun. Winter makes me want to burrow deeper into the covers and sleep. But as spring slowly graces us with her presence, I find myself compelled to get up earlier and see what she has to offer. We've had some glorious weather this last week and I am completely smitten with it.

Today, I was up much earlier than normal. We had another morning detention to attend. (Don't even get me started on the ways I think it's ridiculous...) And, ironically, I was so glad. The ground fog this morning was glorious! I kept commenting about it all the way to school. I think Hayes thought I was a bit daft. I was wishing so much that I had tucked my camera in my bag, because the ruby sunrise was to die for. I did manage to get a few snaps in the back 40 before the sun was to high.

When I turned around, I saw our garden shrouded in the fog, and fell in love with it all over again. I can't wait to see that wisteria on the pergola.

And here are a few I just couldn't resist. The Red Twig Dogwood is spectacularly red this year. And our daffodils have started to bloom. Spring is coming.