Little Moments

Richard woke me up yesterday to look at the sunrise, and my foggy brain wasn't functioning properly enough to grab a camera. Most of yesterday was cloudy and cold and drizzly, but for those few moments we stood in the kitchen looking out the back window, there was an array of bright beautiful color to greet us. I rubbed my eyes, looked for a sweatshirt and grabbed some coffee, and by that time the gray was beginning to win over the sky's real estate, pushing the pinks and purples back until we could no longer see it. I adore a man who wakes me up for the sunrise. Particularly one who has fresh coffee made as well.