….0753……
At 0804, the sun had not crested the horizon, but it’s rays were catching the tops of hills and trees, creating that very glorious pre-dawn glow.
Don’t you love this time of day, when the Natural World comes alive?
Cocks crow, the dawn chorus gets in tune…
It’s magic.
Then a moment later, a glimmer…
…and the new day arrives.
It all lights up.
Not true that all colour is gone
That early slant of light…
…catches dew drops, or frost…
…or a pussycat…
“Where’s breakfast?” asked Willow
…and Sophia…
…as I rushed back outside again…
…exhilarated to catch the changing hues…
But at 0840…what’s this….
It is said, if you don’t like the weather, wait a minute!
By 5pm, the Sun returned to say “nite nite”.
Nothing else is predictable these days. Certainly not breakfast. Ask Willow.
So why should the weather be?
Ah Carolyn, just LOVE these photo’s! It’s amazing how the light changes in a few minutes.
Being almost summer here, the sun rises at 5:30 (on the West Coast where we live), but already at 4:50 on the East Coast … here’s a secret, we’re going there soon (don’t tell anyone 🤫) and maybe I can get a few shots of the rising sun over the ocean there!
Poor Willow, having to wait for breakfast. What a cruel mummy.
Oh yes, they all suffer so…hah!