Love, love, love this “beauty of the day”. Sunrise was just starting when I grabbed the dogs and we took a quick ride down the road to a different overlook, where we could see more sky than at home. Beautiful!
Mom’s name is Zorio, she’s obviously the biggest one in the middle. Starting from the left is Zander, then Zumba, Mom Zorio, then Zofo and finally Zola.
It’s so much fun to have them in the house, and we play with them every morning and night. An easy, easy winner to “beauty of the day”, so much so that I have to remind myself that I need to be aware of many things, and can’t just take cute bunny photos all day long.
This is sunrise yet again, but seen through the arbor, it feels completely different than the photos I take just a few feet to the east.
My kids watched me as I came back in from taking the photo this morning. “Did you get the beauty of the day, Mom?” they ask. It seems everyone is looking for it now!
It could be the beginning of a poem… or maybe it is just how involved I’ve become with looking at the markings of the branches against the sky. As the late afternoon sun set behind this graceful old fellow, I thought he easily won “beauty of the day”.
(My daughter now looks for something as we walk out of the classes together, too. She thought this was a good choice, and I think I should respect the wisdom of a 10 year-old!)
Winter won’t be over here in southern Vermont for at least another three or four weeks. Even then, it can still seem very much like winter. (I’ve seen seen five inches of snow here on May 20th one year.)
But the leaves of one of the water plants I’ve tried to overwinter is still going strong in its (smelly) water. Beautiful!