Earlier this week after drinking
crack Coke Zero, and having mocha almond fudge ice cream, I laid wide awake in bed until 1:30 am. When Benjamin woke up a little before 6 am, I decided to get up too. Somehow I survived the day and I decided to make some coffee and do my bible study homework.
Because I’m growing things and I’m excited about them, I had to head outside as soon as I could. We had a lot of rain the day before and I LOVE it, I love rain!
I walked through my gates and I saw steam coming from my hammock.
It kinda looked like there was a cup of coffee sitting there, just heating away, fighting the cold crisp air. It was the dew off the pillow being heated by the morning sun.
The steam danced into the air. I just watched for a bit, it was so beautiful as I listened to the sound of morning – the world was just waking.
I took an iPhone video and sent it to Benjamin, it just seemed magical. Is that strange? I suppose seeing something unordinary, or just being alone with the urge to explore the results of what can happen over night, and curious what a new day can bring, it’s just exciting isn’t it?
And then I turned the corner to check on Liberty and the scene just took my breath away – iPhone photo for this one.