March 1

The sky this morning was so beautiful that I kept looking up as I drove Abby to school. This is a rather poor representation of the splendor, but it's what I've got:

I'm in no way, shape, or form a morning person (and in fact the idea of me actually being one of those makes me snort aloud). But I always appreciate the beauty of a sunrise sky. There's something calming and refreshing about the filtered sunlight and the clouds and the still-slightly-dark-but-lightening backdrop. It's like a visual promise of great things to come.

Or at least that's what it looks like to me. And for that beautiful reminder to just look up as I started my day, I'm thankful.