The gentleman and I were in Connecticut this past week for various work appointments. We headed up over the weekend to stay with my brother and his family, and see good friends. A foot of snow still blanketed the ground, and as soon as we arrived Mother Nature sent along a few more inches for good measure.Winter mornings begin early in New England, as we hear the thuds of children tumbling out of bed and the smell of coffee wafts up from the kitchen. It is cold out and the sun is barely up. And there is frost on the window panes. I love the way it writes a story across the surface of the glass with wild abandon. Within an hour it is usually gone, but for a glorious moment, it tells quite a tale. When my niece was very little she used to climb in bed with me ~ in the "blue part of the morning" as she called it ~ and talk about the magic of those things. Nowadays she just wants breakfast.
Until monday. . .
Here's wishing you a good weekend.
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I love the blue morning of your photo. See you soon...
"they grow up so fast" cluck cluck cluck ;-)
BWS ~ tomorrow!
Stefan ~ I know. Sigh, sigh.
Your wonderful window makes me think of the "etch-a-sketch" you used to play with so many years ago! I had forgotten about "the blue part of the morning"....Miss M's imagination is such that she will find her way back to the magic, especially with help from Aunt Janet. xo
Janet, your posts are always lovely but the poetry of this one stopped me in my tracks.
We've had a decidedly balmy week in Georgia. Sunny days making me long for real spring to arrive!
brrrrrrr. this picture perfectly captures winter morning chill! and how lucky is your niece to have an aunt like you!
Walter Benjamin said somewhere that although we lose certain youthful enthusiasms as we get older, at least we have the comfort and confirmation of seeing those enthusiasms reappear in each new generation.
Love the "blue part of the morning" and the gossamer etchings on the window. Sounds like your niece is a lovely "to be continued" kind of story.
So beautiful! And I love that phrase, 'blue part of the morning' too!!
mom ~ I think she has lots of magic yet to discover.
Courtney ~ thank you. It is such a funny time of year, when the seasons bounce back and forth.
greer ~ it was cold. 12 degrees!
Emile ~ Ahhh, so true.
hbd ~ Oh indeed. To quote E.M. Forster: "If Miss Honeychurch ever takes to live as she plays, it will be very exciting - both for us and for her."
Inkslinger ~ isn't it poetic? Out of the mouths of babes...
Nice post. I like early morning But you give best image of blue morning in England. I feel very happy after watching this image. This is peaceful picture and Close to natural beauty.
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