Monday, February 1, 2010

Morning light

 
This morning I was thoroughly awed by the sky, the light, the clouds.
Dawn worked its magic on the sky, the barn, the fields.
 

It silhouetted the barn and trees, making me itch for scissors and paper. 

 
  Fresh daylight dazzled and went from blazing color to brilliant puffs of white.

 

Sometimes the simplest miracles can take your breath away.