Saturday, February 12, 2011

Morning has broken....

The golden sun brushes the trees with first light..




Touching and stirring all creatures to life




Brightened and colorful the air turns....



Dew weaves itself into silvery lace.......





Catching the dazzling sun in millions of drops.....





Through the wooded line is there one perfect ray?




Yes, morning has broken and given us a new day!

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