Happy Christmas morning light...
I'm an early riser. Sleeping in looks like 7am if I'm lucky. But this morning, Christmas morning, it worked out to my benefit. Awake early I peeked out the window to see what the weathermen thought we had slim chance of receiving this holiday... snow. And at this quiet hour when even the most anxious of Christmas children haven't stirred yet, not even my husband, it feels like magic. If I listen closely I can almost hear Santa's sleigh winging out of sight.
Merry Christmas to all! In the first morning light...
(My Christmas surprise was my sweet husband coming out the door just after this photos was taken. He thinks his girls, the dog and I, are nuts. But came out to join us in celebrating Christmas snow anyway. Our own little Christmas miracle... :) )








