My Favorite Time to Dream


I woke up early this morning to a very gray sky. Poured myself a cup of tea and plumped the bed. I'm feeling a bit wistful for the sun, wanting to feel it's rays on my skin. I threw open all the windows to capture as much light as I could.




I love day dreaming at this time of the morning. Everything is still and peaceful. When hopes for the day are at their highest . . . anything seems possible . . .