Sunrise broke most beautifully over the shed roof this morning.

Sunrise broke most beautifully over the shed roof this morning.

A late fall morning begins gently, softly, peacefully, beautifully.


I have loved stopping during my morning commute to drink in, absorb, photograph, and share the amazing vistas I’ve been blessed to see. I’ve not shared those morning views for some time and there is a good reason. For over a month I’ve commuted to work in the dark. It’s still a restful contemplative time for me. Unfortunately there isn’t much to see and share. Once at work I cannot stop to see, to share.
Reverting to Daylight Standard Time this weekend may bring a little light back to my commute, to my posts. For this post, here’s a view from early August.
Sometimes the most restful and contemplative views are within us, if we can look within.
Thanksgiving weekend was spectacularly beautiful. On Sunday we took a drive and wound up under the Bluewater Bridge, indulging ourselves with a box of fresh, hot chips from a wagon.
I had the extra treat of watching my partner, best friend, companion, wife watching the Ojibway pass by, upbound. Too good an opportunity to let pass.
I am so blessed.