© Loree Griffin Burns
I woke early this morning, hoping for some quiet time at my desk before the busyness of our Sunday began. But a few, dusty inches of first snow fell last night, and with a tiny bit of prodding from my boys (who also wake early), I opted for the quiet outside instead. Is there anything as lovely as first snow before sunrise? The feeling brought to mind the poem Why I Wake Early, by Mary Oliver. Do you know it?
Happy Sunday!