Colour my morning---

I take an early morning walk as dawn creeps in,the boats shadowy,

bathed in an orange glow,-beautiful and silent.It's a time of

solitude and mystery and I love the sense of peace.

Then ,quite suddenly, peeping over the top of the old watchtower,---sunrise.

A moment of simple splendour.I drink in the light, bathe in

it, and feel energised.

Back home again and the sun is up,lighting the rocks below.

Still a quiet scene though,- no one up and about yet.

Ofcourse----I forgot Cikko. The ducks have been fed and

his little boat glides over smooth, glass-like  water as he looks for  octopus.

---So the morning begins, and I'm thankful for those moments

of colour, light and peace, ----I think it will be a lovely day!

Mo.