Early Morning Interlude

Out for a short walk in our neighborhood early this morning, I encountered a bounty to share with you…

Barely out my door, I met this local resident…

Just up the hill, the rising sun touched this beauty… Good morning, Sun! Can you guess what time it was?

Even the strongest among us sometimes need help…

The tradition of the miniature lending library still goes on…

Beauty appears even in the midst of incongruity… What caused the bronze bird feeder to flip its lid?

This horse drawn rake out of the agricultural past, rests partially hidden in the trees...

Now, I’m ready to sit quietly with a coffee and a book…

Thanks for joining me!

I hope you’ll join me again for my morning glimpses.  I promise to fill them with beauty and to keep the narrative blessedly short.

Until the next time…

Grace and peace to you,

Art Mills