A beautiful Christmas morn...

Blue skies and sun, a wisp of white touched with purple and pink and gray...
I stand on the steps, bare feet, cold and for a moment capture this time. Hurry into the house and stare again at canvas up above. For this moment, I'm thankful and content. A hope passes my mind, I hope others can gaze upon a similar view and have a moment to wonder, pause...

I wish all days could start as this, slowly stretching into morn and still. Last night as we drove about, shops were closed (very few open); fast food places; their lights off. And it seemed like the land sighed with the joy of this....One day of rest is not enough, but I will take this moment.