The softness of early morning is absolutely intoxicating.
The precious time before the chaotic energy of man and machines begin to churn.
Listen and you hear the sounds of mother earth awaken.
Morning dew drips from leaves onto moist earth.
Hear night creatures returning from their escapades.
Feel birds spreading their morning gossip and wings.
Taste the air delicious and fresh from the marvelous work of the trees as we sleep soundly.
I never feel more alive and grounded as I do in these indigo colored hours.