What is it about the early autumnal sunrise...

The first poplar leaves are starting to turn, but the trees are still full of green, intricately trimmed in the bright glowing amber of the peeking sun. The sky is washed with pink, purple and orange. The air has a cool and gentle touch, just enough to enjoy without the added warmth of more clothing. The hum of bugs carried through acres of trees. My warm sweet dog curled into my legs. The stillness of morning replacing sleep because it's too beautiful to miss.

Have a beautiful day my friends.

Slow down.

🖤