That magical moment when golden light touches the leaves but a chilly morning fog still lies in the distance…
Today I was fortunate enough to show my parents one of my favorite places!
This is often the most beautiful time for skies.
A misty Friday morning again – I’m getting good at predicting when the circumstances will be right. This morning, I woke up at a quarter to 5:00, saw that there was some mist over the wet areas of the field in front of our house, and decided to go to the fens for sunrise. My husband complained a little, but decided to join as well. It was another beautiful morning!
Finally the sunny days have come.
A misty spring morning with fresh green treen and wild flowers. I’m so happy to live here!
At 6:30 in the morning I hear on the news that there’s a misty start of the day. I jump out of bed and check the window: gray, not much visibility. “I have to get up now,” I tell my husband, “This will be a perfect day!” And it is…
According to a Buddhist saying, “The flowers in spring, the moon in the fall, a refreshing wind in summer, the snow in winter- what do I need more? Every hour is an hour of happiness for me.”
Being in nature and perceiving its beauty certainly gives me happiness!
I’ve been living here for almost five months now, an sometimes I really feel I’ve entered a fairytale when I go for my morning walk!