Whenever I’m staying somewhere other than my own bed, I get up very early. No matter how late I stayed up the previous night, I pretty much get up with the sun. There’s a nervous excitement about sleeping somewhere that’s not home. This picture reminds me of that energy. The sunrise, the lake, the rolling hills and trees are so different than my NYC neighborhood. Just looking at it gives me a little piece of that early bird energy. Kinda nice to start off the week that way.
Good Morning, Sunshine