4.22.13

i am not a morning person. have never been a morning person. even after having a child who springs up from slumber, "bright-eyed and bushy-tailed", at 6am consistently morning after morning for the last year has still not evolved me into doing much more than grunting and pulling the covers over my eyes before my darling husband brings me my first cup of coffee. so, today, as the sunshine pored in through the windows for the first time in what felt like weeks, (hey, this is seattle, folks), just the suggestion of vitamin D had the effect on our wonder boy of what one might compare to Red Bull on a Tasmanian Devil. (the little guy runs laps through the house chanting "mama! MAMA!! out! out!! OUT!!!"). i sigh, down the last drop of my coffee, collect my kinder in my arms and drop him outside to run in the grass...

the world has been been full of some scary things these last few days. things that may make you hesitate to go about your normal daily outings, that make you hold your children a little tighter, and possibly cling to your partner even in the deepest of slumbers because the unknowns suddenly feel so much more...well, unknown. but watching Griffin run happily laughing through our yard at this ungodly hour in my pajamas, the sunshine warm on my face, i rub my sleepy eyes and tell myself that the world is also full of beautiful things and simple pleasures. the dew is suddenly catching the light and making the grass sparkle like millions upon millions of diamonds - it's really almost blinding. i run inside for my camera...

to you it may be a little stock-photography looking, but to me it's the spark of creativity that has been dormant for a little too long...

and hey, that's a pretty decent morning.