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Sunday, August 21, 2011
A Golden Morning
This was actually a couple of days ago, but I just have to share this picture! I can't figure out if it has some deep meaning with that empty clothesline and unmowed lawn, but who cares? It's pure gold!
It is the sun reflecting off of the early morning haze that brings back many special memories to me. For I absolutely loved the way things often look at dawn. I just hated having to be up so early to see it, though.
I have to agree with you, Joan, this is a wonderful shot. The city is encroaching on us in our area but we still have a few areas where houses have not been built and early morning shots or the hills and ocean take on that golden glow.
7 comments:
Who cares?
If I have tonnes of gold.
It is the sun reflecting off of the early morning haze that brings back many special memories to me. For I absolutely loved the way things often look at dawn. I just hated having to be up so early to see it, though.
That is the sturdiest clothes line ever. Looks more like a giant hammock. Beautiful picture.
it is pure gold indeed, and love the early morning glow burning off the mist.
Nothing quite like the glow of early morning. Beautiful shot.
rainfield- Yup! I am rich!
Hi FishHawk- My problem with morning, exactly!
John- why thank you! I built it.
betchai- It's summery, but yet there is a hint of fall, somehow.
Ann- ah yes, you are the person who gets up at 3 am. Ugh.
I have to agree with you, Joan, this is a wonderful shot. The city is encroaching on us in our area but we still have a few areas where houses have not been built and early morning shots or the hills and ocean take on that golden glow.
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