This morning
This morning the sun rose over the misty valley. It was so perfect a morning I went out with my camera in my dressing gown and slippers. I didn't walk on the grass, heavy with dew. The house shone in the sun. The kitchen garden glowed. I wanted to get dressed and walk out into the view but there was a birthday cake to make for my much loved father in law's ninety second birthday. What a morning to be alive in. What a place to live in. What a day.