This morning I stumbled out of bed after another restless night. I first awoke at 4:00 a.m., tossed and turned for a bit, contemplated getting up but decided to stay put a while longer. Around 6:00 I dozed off, only to be woken again by the classical music station's version of reveille - a Sousa march which they play each morning at 7:00 a.m. Very funny.
So the aforementioned stumbling began. My thoughtful husband had generously prepared the coffee, so I poured a cup and shuffled into the living room, where I was stopped dead in my tracks by the views outside my front window.
Despite the old adage about "red sky at morning...(sailors take warning)" I was mesmerized and startled out of my doldrums.
Beauty can surprise us when we least expect it. When it does, revel in it and let it energize your heart and soul.